NOT EVEN THE PAIN

I live for the sake of giving;

Happiness,I may not always see,

But nothing can change my mind;

Not even the pain,

Life was only meant for living,

No promises were made ,of perfection,

Everything wasn’t meant to be clear,

Through the troughs and crests of it's waves,

Happiness would leave it's share,

Luck could change it's course,

Then bring forth some despair,

No excuses for not living,

Not even the pain,

Life is a birthday present,

With ribbons,neatly tied,

What's inside the box,

Is not really that matters,

More important is the fact,

That something is inside,

A gift from God,for you,

You can like it or hate it,

Nothing else can be done,

No better way to state it,

Yes,you can blame fate,

But nothing will change who you are,

Not even the pain,






 

NOT COEQUAL THE TEEN

I liveth f'r the sake of giving;

Happiness,i may not at each moment see,

But nothing can changeth mine own mind;

Not coequal the teen,

Life wast only meanteth f'r living,

Nay promises wast madeth ,of perfection,

Everything wasn’t meanteth to beest clear,

Through the troughs and crests of t's waves,

Happiness would leaveth t's share,

Luck couldst changeth t's course,

Then bringeth forth some despair,

Nay fetches f'r not living,

Not coequal the teen,

Life is a birthday present,

With ribbons neatly did tie,

What's inside the box,

Is not very much yond matters,

Moo important is the fact,

Yond something is inside,

A gift from god,f'r thee,

Thee can like t 'r misprise t,

Nothing else can beest done,

Nay better way to state t,

Aye,you can censure fate,

But nothing shall changeth who is't thou art,

Not coequal the teen,