One of my own

Maybe the time's not right,
Not my turn,
Just no luck...
That little palm,
That little face.
Not everyone needs to have a ring wrapped around their finger to be happy.
A rock to weigh you down.
I just want a little life.
Given so I can hold and call my own.
It's not all that hard for most close to me.
But why so for me?
Evereyone's getting theirs,
Accidents that turn into fairytales,
Bliss that just keep growing.
Looking forward to what might happen,
My life's almost perfect now,
It's perfect for this point of time, really.
Give me that little something.
Perhaps it's just not meant to be,
I'll try harder,
Slapped in the face every month.
Maybe the time's not right.
Maybe it's just not gonna be mine...