Complaints are a thing of the past
Its warm
But my feet are cold.
I’m young
But my mind feels old.
Complaints are messages that tells your mind you cant do it
And then the message tries to prove it.
Everytime we complain
Its telling our brain waves
That we don’t deserve hard work
And its much easier to stay hidden in a cave.
Well I say forget that thinking
Life can be as hard as blinking.
Just always remember life is awesome
And then it will start synching
In.
First take a spin on a rollercoaster and then
Take a trip to the mountains
But before you finish
Try a new food
Remember
good is not less
Sure its night time but
Its no time for rest.
At the top of your lungs scream I’m a King I’m the man!
Even if you’re a girl
Forget it!
Scream it like a champ!
My mouth says hello.
My mind says lets go.
Soon my sorry complaints even follow
Theres one more thing to make this true.
I’m happy and I know you are too
We can’t be blue
Because life is great but it all depends upon you.
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