Worldly Matters
No life comes easy, this I know
Cause we are our own living proof
Life… if only we’ll flow
Don’t we all have our own truth…
And we can hardly share what we believe in
We shy, we persist but what else?
We can’t share what experiences to have been
Why do we end up with advices to sell?
“We know what they have been through”
They don’t even know what’s going on…
Doesn’t matter how we know but we knew
What is it in time that no one is warn?
An olden price cannot compare to adjusted range
An olden love cannot depict a modern courtship
Everyone of us have our years we subjectively change
Why is there always someone who’ll plead?
Do you think the world is suffering?
Or simply because we said so
Life is never a simple offering
But why do we still do the things we are told?
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