Push It
Go at an easy pace
Take it real slow.
Will you end at the top?
Absolutely No!
I don't want to do it.
I'm not in the mood.
I'll wait here.
It's just easier to brood.
The mood never came.
Things pass me by.
I would rather be mad and angry.
Just blame the other guy.
I choose to do that.
It's an easy way to be.
Actually it's not.
That's not really me.
It's hard to be easy
I'm fighting the flow
I realize that now
So up from here I go.
I will push myself.
Take it to the top.
It's going to hurt
But I'm not going to stop
Pretty soon it won't hurt anymore
It's a natural way to be
Everyone is happier.
Especially me!
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