Some people run some
people crawl
Some people don't even
move at all
Some roads lead forward
some roads lead back.
Some roads are bathed in white
Some wrapped in black
Some people never get,and
some never give
Some people never die,
but some never live
Some folks treat me mean,
some treat me kind
Most of them go their way
And don't pay me any mind
Sometimes I'm satisfied,
Sometimes I'm not
Sometimes my face is cold,
Sometimes it's not
At sunset I laugh,sunrise I cry
At midnight I'm in between,
And I'm wondering why. go