Why do some folk always smile
While others only frown
One of the great mysteries
We never may find out

Is it a run on circumstances
Or differences of heart
Taken from what life hands us
That denotes who we are

The one that's happy with surroundings
Or the one that groans and gripes
Have you ever stopped to wonder
Which one you are in life

They say the happy ones live longer
Is it because the sad don't care
Instead of on life's bus they're under
Waiting to be dragged away from here

With me being one of the happy ones
I have yet to figure out
Why some are always smiling
While others only frown

...makes me sad to think about