Most want the sun a little brighter

The sky a little bluer

The days a little longer

 

Many seek a better tomorrow

A shorter struggle

A longer relaxation

 

Walking down a street

One can hear many complaints

 

Yet not many hear solutions

 

Maybe the problem is the outlook

Maybe not everything around should change

Maybe what should change is what is seen

 

Nothing about the world should change

Nor society, nor others, nor anything

Just the way it is seen

 

This can make the sun a little brighter

The sky a little bluer

The days a little longer

 

Once one changes their outlook

 

They will hear more praises

 

And fewer criticisms