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(Pamela Belitch)

Celebrating more goodness and less pain; Subverting perspectives

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VERSE 1
Let’s all be more 
Like Tralfamadorians.
They know the best way to cope with woes.
Just shrug them off as a natural part of life
And sing, “So it goes.”
(So what?)
So what if I screw up
And I want to do it over again,
But I can’t get a second chance?
Will I 
Understand 
That life is still beautiful and
Find peace of mind?
Or will I just die inside
Never forgetting the pain
Of every single mistake?
Why do we humans torture ourselves that way?

PRE-CHORUS
Wouldn’t it feel so-oh-oh-ooh-oh-ooh 
Good, good, good,
Just to let, let, let go?

CHORUS
I’ve got more
Than enough time
In my life
To finally fit the broken pieces together
All right.
More
To be thankful for
Than to feel uptight about.
Without a doubt,
We’d all be
Better off if we
Only looked at the good times.
Wouldn’t that be nice?

VERSE 2
I crashed my car.
Was late for plans.
Dated an asshole again.
I’m always told it’s no one’s fault but my own.
But I’m always learning from every single mistake.
Why can’t they just leave well enough alone?
(Why can’t they just)
Remember when life was
A gift and we were not all just drones
Trying to be perfect?
Well, this society is dictating the choices that we
Should make or pass,
But happiness doesn’t last
That way.
Forget all the rules
And just do what you’ve got to.
A formula so simple, yet we don’t follow through.

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

VERSE 3
I’ve got advice
For the next generation, so listen.
Your goals are not unreachable
As you may think.
You’ve just got to 
Shrink that chatterbox in your head that tells you
That you should
Dread everything that
You don’t know.
Cuz it’s impossible to plan
What’s in fate’s hands.
So just smile and
Be grateful as time moves forward.
Because what is this life for
If not to love 
And to cherish each precious moment?
What more could you ask for a life well spent?

© Pamela Belitch 2019