You're not my first or my final
but you can be my favorite.

It's not enough to be a dreamer.
It's not enough to try and fail.
To give up before you win,
no matter how hard you tried

still makes you a loser.

And life was sprung
where sadness was sung
from the depths of all lungs
to the tips of all tongues

Yet this "cursed" young
was the very one
to which hope was clung
and salvation rung

Although he did not belong
he fought hard and strong
to save right from wrong
until that's all that thronged

What are you doing?
Nothing is wrong here, nothing—
Stop trying to fix.

60 Seconds of Anger is
60 Seconds of Happiness
you've stolen from yourself.