do you ever dream of a different life?
do you long for the ease others seem to have
on account of the brown colored grass
thats been growing on your side of the fence?
looks can deceive
life is a cycle
what comes up must come down
a bird that lies on the ground
someday will again soar in the air
with the rise and fall of the situation
its hard to say who's doing best
while you suffer at times
your smile blinds me at others
never give up
never give in