Our friends, they have it all figured out,
they say they know exactly where they'll go.
futures mapped out,plans marked out like frontier boundaries.
We try to compete,but manufacturing defects leave cracks in us
that refuse to be fixed and we can't win with ourselves,we can't win life,
we can only be.
Maybe they'll laugh if we try to say
'Happy' seems good enough a purpose of living to us.
We struggle with thoughts and words we can't explain,
and give life to them,anyway,
it's the only way we know to see each new sun,
and fall in love with it.
So,we'll settle down with our dusty daydreams,
Hoping,one day,we'll be somebody,
While we're the ones just getting by now,
We'll be free from having to win at all,
Wasting our time,not trading our peace,
Dancing to our heartbeat.
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