Vendetta - Golden Boy

Could it be I've finally come undone
Or so they say
If this is to be my setting sun
Well it's not okay
You could say I never was straight A
I never tried my best
Most lives are set for perpetual decay

I'm coming through again
I shouldn't have to justify
There is no why or when
I'm ready to fly

I'll never be a Golden Boy
Or so they say
I can create or destroy
But I'll never be a Golden Boy

Could it be I've finally found myself
just a dream?
Or am I deluded I must conclude
Or so it seems
Maybe I've never possessed good fortune
But I have always grinded out results
Determined away two two