A Little Bit of Good
Everything is awesome. I know, just ask.
Last one to wake up, first one to class.
Struggled on a test, still got a pass.
On the road to success, no doubt about that.
Flowers blossom, spring in the air.
Colors all around, not the slightest of care.
Stressful day, took a big gasp of air.
Now the smile on my face radiates everywhere.
I fell on my face, to be pulled back up.
Thought it wasn't my day. Guess what, I found love.
A helping hand became a grasping hug.
And all this happened, because I spared a bug.
Now I know that sometimes the clouds hang in the sky.
Making it gray, bring a low to your high.
If there's one thing I'll say, is never ask why.
Trust it's all for a reason, the sun's always right behind.
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