saturday night
He questions himself,
more than he strives to succeed.
not driven by wealth,
and no concept of greed
Each coming day brings more to his mind
it is harder and harder to relax and unwind.
This lifes not the life as a boy he'd designed,
For now theres no way to know what you'll find.
Life is a struggle,
with more questions than answers.
Sometimes you make trouble,
and sometimes you take chances.
So he sits and he thinks,
never smokes , never drinks.
Trying to solve all the problems,
and straighten the kinks.
This man never married,
he didn't have no friends
this burden he carried,
until his sweet bitter end
spent his whole life thinking, constantly stressed.
never realizing how much he was blessed.
life is too short to regret what you miss
and more often than not ignorance is bliss.
more than he strives to succeed.
not driven by wealth,
and no concept of greed
Each coming day brings more to his mind
it is harder and harder to relax and unwind.
This lifes not the life as a boy he'd designed,
For now theres no way to know what you'll find.
Life is a struggle,
with more questions than answers.
Sometimes you make trouble,
and sometimes you take chances.
So he sits and he thinks,
never smokes , never drinks.
Trying to solve all the problems,
and straighten the kinks.
This man never married,
he didn't have no friends
this burden he carried,
until his sweet bitter end
spent his whole life thinking, constantly stressed.
never realizing how much he was blessed.
life is too short to regret what you miss
and more often than not ignorance is bliss.
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