Hostages To Fortune
We do not know what life is by resigning ourselves to death.
Just as we don’t know what love is by only tasting hate.
The poor don’t know what it’s like to never look at the tag.
But the rich don’t know what it’s like to have nothing and not be sad.
Those who own companies don’t know each customer's regular order.
Yet the workers don’t know what it’s like to be judged by the public.
Models don’t know what it's like not to wear makeup.
While the girl who walks the dog doesn’t even own mascara.
The judges don’t know how much each fall hurts.
But, the contestants don’t know what it took for the judges to be at the top.
The cashier doesn’t know why he can’t pay for his food,
And he doesn't know why she’s a cashier.
The teacher doesn’t know what happens at home,
Just like the student doesn’t know what it costs to maintain one.
In the end we are one or the other,
And we may never know the second half.
And I think that’s why no human can know it all.
And people need to learn that that’s ok.
There's a reason why we only live once.
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