The Truth

We all have our problems 
it's part of the game
But in all of our search 
for fortune and fame

Things aren't exactly 
what we thought they would be
So we're welcomed to the cold world 
of reality

We live our lives 
the best way that we can
But sometimes it's hard 
and we don't understand

That we are all different 
no one is alike
And nobody's wrong 
but then no one is right

It all just depends 
on the life that you live
And everyone's judged 
by the help that they give

Some people won't give 
and they really can't see
That their life is so empty 
of what it could be

I give what I can 
I know it ain't much
But each person I meet 
I hope their life I touch

I want to be known 
when my time is through
That I did what I could 
for the people I knew
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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