You don't even try to smile,
allow sadness to be your style.
you don't try to be nice,
walk around cold as ice.
you don't try to have any fun,
hardly having none.
You expect all the pieces of the puzzle to fit right,
if they don't you lose it and want too fight.
you don't have a passion,
you get stuck in others fashion.
you're simply to mean,
everyday anger a vision seen.
you look at the world totally bad,
when there's much good to make you glad.
you don't have favorite places,
you only see sad faces.
you choose the devil as God,
when the Lord can joy your heart.
You don't savor not being sick,
you always out to trick.
you never try to be a peace maker,
you're always a earth shaker.
you allow unhappiness to rule,
and always act like a fool.