Everything seems copasetic
but some dopes don’t get it
I just try to forget it
and life seems to make me regret it
People always tell me don’t sweat it
but life is still hectic
I am definitely respected
but it just depends on who said it
I try not to be a skeptic
keep positive & just be pleasant
Some treat me as a peasant
& hold some kind of resentment
Happiness is an investment
it’s all about our contentment
Life makes us the defendant
we are all just earths’ tenants
We all hold some repentance
living out our life sentence
For instance
there were times I showed resistance
people doubted my existence
like I was a menace
I must be sinking like Venice
and burning ends like incense
I feel as if the pretense
of life was filled with hates premise
I take it & just grimace
get back up because days seem endless
Life can be horrendous
because people can be too relentless
Still I feel stupendous
happy about my life, plus my essence
There’s no need for vengeance
because we feel friendless
Hate is so pretentious
it’s why it always seems contentious
When did they invent this?
Why did they not try to end it?
Like I said I feel splendid
every now & again I get up ended
Get back on my feet feeling tempted
to release some tension
Did I mention
that my minds engine
is a gift and a blessing