Sadness is lust for what lies just outside your reach
Wisdom is experience and cannot be preached
Trust is a suit and tie, a cunning liar
While love is the dripping bucket, that puts out the fire
Happiness is attainable, yet it’s never enough
For stability is stagnant, and it’s got you cuffed
Pain is the fuel that pollutes the air
Sure, life a game, and it aint fair
So won’t you Rest your head on this bed of nails
For none of this really matters when daylight fails