Life can be grand and full of adventure

Every stranger is a possible friend

You can explore solo or together

Make the most of it before it does end

The world is an oyster ready to pick

There are countless decisions you will make

And for many choices you must be quick

Though be careful for you cannot retake

But idealism is an escape

There is no real utopia in life

The lives of the many are in poor shape

In their survival suffering is rife

Life can be fine at certain points in time

But overall it is shadowed with grime