Life’s not fair
And life is not so smooth
You will fall down again
You must rise up again
Sad to know someone suffers much more than you can bear
Love will creep up somewhere
Life’s not fair
Money can’t grow on trees
Honesty is not gold
Someone’s prettier than you
The one you’re sure is meant for you is in another’s arms
Someone you know just died
Life’s not fair
Hard work is second best
Feelings we must express
Some people we can’t stand
The children bombs will kill in the next senseless war
Your pay is not enough
Life’s not fair
And life is not so smooth
When your senses swim in joy
You make the most of it
See, you and I have come to know so well we can’t deny
That life’s not fair.
Philosophical look at life. A little cynical (for not looking at the happy days of life too) but I guess you purposely gave yourself a narrow focus to write. Or?
ReplyDelete"When your senses swim in joy, you make the most of it"! I did give a glimpse of the happy days too :-)
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