To do all you should have when you could
To understand the misunderstood
To know that all was truly good
Laughing in the neighborhood
To harbor guilt and fear and hate
Three jobs you hate your always late
A stack of bills laid on your plate
Maybe she'll pay for the date?
To be so broke but never broken
Truer words were never spoken
Hush old man it's not an omen
One door will close and one will open
To charge and race for cheers and gifts
So hard we chase for years it lives
A sacrifice you have to give
In order to be positive
To know you never second guessed
To try your best and never rest
It's like your on an endless quest
But you've been here before
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