Basically lifes good,
when we're in a great mood.
When everything is going well,
and we're no where near hell.
When the body isn't in a trick,
down right ill and sick.

Basically lifes great,
when we can control our own fate.
Got a pocket full of money,
and our face is all sunny.
When we got all lifes luxuries,
and are minus most of its miseries.

Life is the best thing going,
when we know what we're doing.
The minute all the pieces don't fit,
is when life becomes chit.
When everything is going wrong,
is when we find out if
we really want to belong.

The sooner we suffer through,
which seems an everyday clue,
we experience the good and the bad,
the happy and the sad,
we really start living,
either loving or forgiving
or failing to adapt.
If we become inept,
this is when life becomes
 hard to accept.

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