Man in the desert

Every where I look, it's just miles and miles of sand,
The scorching sun above my head,
I don't know whether to go on or turn back,
All there is is miles and miles of sand.

How did I get myself to this place,
What happened to the lush vegetation and shade,
Why am I stuck in this place,
With nothing but miles and miles of sand.

I think I'm going crazy with all this sand,
They mean nothing to me,
Every step I take is more of the same,
Miles and miles of sand..

If there was a road, at least I can follow it,
If there was a trail at least I know someone's been there,
But I am all alone here and now,
In the desert miles and miles of sand.

ain't he lucky

Ain't he lucky,

The man who does besides Me,

Because he's happy

In this fifteen minutes

What can I say in this fifteen minutes?
Something to take your breath away?
Or more lamentations,
Of a man long gone astray.

Looking for inspiration,
Something that might help,
Help in any way at all,
Not another energy sap.

There is some use in relaxing a bit,
You know you deserve it,
Eyes feeling sleepy again,
Why oh why...

Soon my time will be up,
And nothing much I have done,
Next week is a new week,
Hope it'll be a better one.

State of regret

There are so many things which I can regret to,
All the things which I've tried to do,
Every little thing that went wrong,
and still dwells in my heart the pain.

There are so many things which I think of and cringe,
All the mistakes I've ever made,
From all the many weaknesses which I have,
It seems never ending.

Oh my God have mercy on me,
Forgive me for all that I've done,
And grant me strength so that I may,
Forgive myself today.

Try to be the best

Should I be the best?
Or should I just follow the rest?
I'm gonna try
Till the day I die

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Happiness by choice

There are so many choices in life,
Always with consequences,
Should it make you sad or happy?
That is also your choice.

Some choose to live happily,
And they see the silver lining in every cloud,
They live a joyful and eventful life,
Because they choose to be.

Some choose to live miserably,
They think that it was not their fault,
The world is to blame for their condition,
The misery will never stop.

Because if you choose not to choose,
Then forever you will be a victim of your own self,
For the price of laziness is not just comfort,
You will pay it with life.

A happy man

A happy man sits here,
and tries his best to type,
tired to the bone he is,
oh what a happy man.