Why is it that some people, always sport the right gear,
While some people live lives, wanting to be, anywhere but
here;
Why is it that some people, always have a happy tale to
tell,
While some people attract trouble like a magnet, making their
life a hell;
Why is it that some people, with their presence, cast a calm mesmerizing
spell,
While some people, are repeatedly surrounded by battles,
like an ocean swell;
Why is it that some people, get not what they want, and
still stay cheery,
While some people, get all they wish for, yet do not end up
happy;
No matter how, our time in this world we spend,
The whys maybe many, but does it matter in the end?
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