I am loved.
What?
Is there to complain about?
When you are loved?

I am blessed.
What?
Is there to talk about?
When I'm blessed.

To live and breathe upon this lovely earth.
Is a treasure we all take for granted too much.
And to have someone so in love with you.
Comes down to nothing to measure it too.

So what?
So what?
Is there to complain about?

Money only holds so much weight and its people love for it that causes so much trouble.

Cause they yet to find true happiness.

I am loved.
I am blessed.
What on earth?
Is there to complain about?