An appetite for life is often met with nemesis’s who do not wish you to do well
They instead create for you turmoil and Hell
They will do whatever they can to get into your way
To pave your path with thistles and briers that will cut you along the way
Because don’t you know, their life they do hate
They cry each night in jealousy of the success that you make
They want to be like you but they do not know how
So they wrought with iron vengeance to make life a harder plough
Some know that they do this, others they do not
But those who do are fearless and they have lost the plot
Life is hard as it is, if you are sick and you are poor
But with people like these in your life, it makes it even more
Be kind to all, because don’t you know? We’ve all got the same place to go
Just some can do it and some do not, purely because they’ve lost the plot
They’ve decided life is unfair
They’ve decided they’ve stopped the care
They’ve decided that anyway, things will always and forever be the same
And for them they might be right
Because they’ve bought on this plight
Because they didn’t think right
Because they feel they know
That this is how life for them should go
Because they won’t take responsibility
For all their freedom and liberties
Because they feel that they have none
So their own life they have outdone
And so they toil and wreck other people’s lives
Because they feel that they can’t thrive