Take Control
Growing up we're told that patience is a virtue
Well I wonder if that's really true
Now I'm not saying that your parents tell you this to hurt you
But I'm just questioning the logic
Now spot this if you spend all your time waiting for good things to happen to you
Like a zoo without animals, you lack all purpose
The bare minimun is what you get
And you become happy with it
Ditch the baiting and quit waiting for luck to bite
Dive in and strive to take what you want
Life is one long story, dont be afraid to change the font
Take control and put an end to your constant droll
Make near what seems so clear in deep sleep
On your own two feet you must run rather than stand
Because while patience can sometimes be virtuous
Blessed are those who conquer that which is truly arduous
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