Trying times
These are trying times my friend,
No end to what the day may bring,
The things you see at the days end,
Just may not be what they seem.
Even the things that nag at you,
Or the bad things that will follow,
They may seem to make you a fool,
But what will it do tomorrow?
Everything in life survives,
By not knowing what's coming next,
Some are happy to be alive,
While other's think life is a hex.
And the pure underlying,
Of somebody's crying,
May be for something that's good.
But when good is hiding,
It's easy denying,
Yourself from nothing you should.
Everyday for those that play,
When work is necessary,
Are only trying to escape,
From the burdens that they carry.
I'm just happy to be alive,
In the times that we are living,
And I choose not to use my mind,
To worry about what life gives me.
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