The Bad

Why would you choose to have so many worries? Why would you choose to have so many woes? Why would you choose to get carried away by them? In the end they could be friends not foes You see, all these things that happened to you today They all teach you something And the lessons wont easily fade away You could be worried about the tough But listen, interestingly enough, If you only think about the bad Then the bad is all you will see So please my friend, just listen to me Think about what you learnt from the bad And instead of regret you will see That if it hadn't happened Than to a certain degree The person you are right now, you wouldn't be. And in the future When you think back to the past And all you remember is the bad, Maybe then it will cross your mind That that weird poem you once read, might have been right.