Shall we constantly strive to be able to thrive? Or just slap high five and be happy we’re alive
Walking down the road shivering in a sweater Sleeping homeless man, life couldn’t be better
The fact is, there will always be more to do How much difference can be made by you?
The answer is, an absolute **** ton and a half Whether it be a penny, piece of food or a laugh
You can randomly smile at a stranger and they’ll just think you’re deranged You can try and be a game changer Success necessitates being changed
You can cough in someone’s coffee Maybe kick their dog while they’re down Say you’re sorry for being so coughy But your smile’s fake and you’re a clown
But you know things could always be worsed See, how fast that guilt Statement disbursed Feeling sorry for yourself, is like being cursed So be ready to perform,none of us rehearsed
We’re talking about practice? Not a game, not.. a game?