Before they get worse,
And then, of course, better again,
And on, until your ride in a hearse.
And if you learn to ride out the bad,
And savour the good,
You may be doing yourself a disservice,
In the name of saving yourself some hurt,
For what is bad is only what it is,
In light of what you do on this earth,
Which is live and learn and form opinions,
Of what you want and what you'd rather deter.
But it's alright,
If you only want to live half a life,
What happens in those times you'd rather avoid,
Aren't very nice.
No comments:
Post a Comment