Though I walk this path of sorrows
I lose perspective of sadness
Sorrows are the thorns and throes
How I view them is called sadness
Or happiness
How I react is called laziness
Or craziness
How I improve  Is called evolution or destruction
As I walk this path of sorrows,
I realize
It's life's duty to fire these arrows
It's my body's duty to feel pain
But to let that pain stop me
Or get me to gain,
That is solely up to me
If I don't make myself happy?,
Who will?
As I walk this path of roses
I realize
Even roses have thorn
And thorns create sorrows