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I can't afford happiness because I don't have enough money - laughing all the way to the bank, the rich think its funny. But they aren't happy, just living a lie. Blind to true happiness, they're just waiting to die. I may not be happy all the time, but I'm enjoying life - making every day mine. I'm stuck at a red light that will eventually turn green. Giving me time to think of everything in-between. Stop and go, with the the occasional yellow. Slowing me down, making life more mellow. Pretty soon all my lights will be green. Pretty soon.
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 9:24 AM UTC
Green Light
I can't afford happiness because I don't have enough money - laughing all the way to the bank, the rich think its funny. But they aren't happy, just living a lie. Blind to true happiness, they're just waiting to die. I may not be happy all the time, but I'm enjoying life - making every day mine. I'm stuck at a red light that will eventually turn green. Giving me time to think of everything in-between. Stop and go, with the the occasional yellow. Slowing me down, making life more mellow. Pretty soon all my lights will be green. Pretty soon.
Revised. Poem I wrote back in October of 2013.
adam-steves
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 9:24 AM UTC
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