The Pictures We paint
Some draw their pictures with their sorrow,
Some write their words with their pain.
I live my life with the glory,
Of knowing I'm not that vain.
I draw my pictures of the world,
I write my words with ink.
I'll look at you, but won't judge you,
Just tell you what I think.
The life you live is your own,
and the life I live mine.
But, never take life too seriously,
or you'll never get out alive.
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