People

There is math that I have to face,

And if I don't, I'll face the rath.

Work that can be busy,

Stressful, crazy, can't be laisy.

All I want is art and music,

But time itself seems to confuse it,

All the demons at my side,

And I find a paradise.

My life is short.

I don't have forever,

But I do have now,

And I will make the best of it.

I will find a way to love everyone,

Because they don't have forever either,

But it is the fact that for some reason,

We were given a similar timeline,

That I know we're meant to know each other.

It's not money, time, or talent.

It's the people on this planet.

We have all sinned, and we forget it,

But let's stand together,

And see what we can do.

Maybe I'll forget it,

With all the stress in my life,

But today, I'll remember.

I'll stop right now and pray,

Lord, thank you for the people

You have let me meet,

Thank you for today,

And my short life,

That starts again

Today

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