Sometimes it's not easy,
Those moments it seems like there's no future,
Fill and eternity,
Breaking through malaise out into the light,
Requires letting go,
While also feeling you're being a chump,
'Cause you're being screwed more than you can know,
So, ask yourself, will you fight the system,
That makes you feel this way?
If not, then will you resent everything,
Sleep and wallow away?
Or will you stand,
Make the best of your lot?
TBH, none of these make me feel great,
Until I feel grateful for what I've got.
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