It’s never good to lay with a glass of gin and wonder what’s life about,
Is it about the winning and the losing. And if so which will begin.
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions so stop talking and listen, I’m not saying don’t go helping.
I’m not saying don’t go help the women or even donating to your favorite religious commitment .
Life’s about the pace of the race and not the place you finish in the race,
Take things slow and don’t spread yourself thin.
The thinnest ice looks the most blue under the moonlight,hell’s a trap so don’t fall down flat.
Take it slow,
Do what you can and try not to overflow.
It’s good to help the animals lately, even better to help ladies.
I just hope we aren’t misguided under the ruse of a hidden hand playing us all like we’re little men.
Set your goals and take your strides , never go out of bounds but never stay to yourself.
Life’s about adventure and bliss, not parties and wishes.
Feed yourself first so your legs can carry the worst,
Weather the blows and smile as you know it’s about to get worse .
Then emerge from the storm, tattered and worn.
Beaten and torn.
Knowing fully well you can carry on, because how will you carry another if you can barely stand your own thunder.
That’s the trick to life,
never overload but never be afraid to fight.
Life’s about your journey and hardly ever your goals,
Take it from someone like me.
I’ve seen a lot of woes.
"It’s never good to lay with a glass of gin and wonder what’s life about,