Why try so hard?
Why try at all
When this world has us in its grasp
Chasing always till the last.
We run after fame, seek after fortune
Never knowing what we seek
Never seeing what we must keep.
We chase after love, we chase after hope
Hang ourselves with rose colored rope
Always looking for the way out
The next adventure, the next joyful shout.
Is that what life’s really about?
When we fail what do we do? Why we pout.
We fall so hard, we fall so fast
Crying no fair till the end, to the far flung past.
The future is unsure, we don’t look there
The past holds lessons we dare not share.

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