
Pity the grass, every single emrald green blade
Because it is stuck in the ground
It will never be able to fly like the birds
Swim like the fish
Sing the wonderful song of life
Praise the single flame for it dances alone
Not afraid of being singled out
Loves to have it's ture colors shown
Pity the people who can't live life
Scared of what's around the next corner
Afraid to see whats lurking in the shadows
Pity these poor sould for they are the single emrald green blade of grass
Praise the sould who take the chance
Sieze the day, without worry
And be themselves show their colors like the rainbow
For these blessed people aare the single flame
They provide warmth & light to those dark nights
Who show up unexpectedly to make us feel better
The others just add to the black
Making life harder than it's really ment to be
Pity those sould who add to the dark
For they are stuck in the ground
Praise those who add thelight to the dark
For they burn bright & dance with a joyus sound
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