Wise men say that suffering is the only real truth
That the truest color out there has to be blue
I just hope there's a way to quell the endless pain
Like a light that peers through the endless rain
Many times throughout a day I just won't feel the best
It's hard for me to do my work and just forget the rest
Thoughts linger in my mind that leave me in distress
And to make it all the worse my house is just a mess
In the midst of a laughing happy group of folks
I linger in my head feeling most alone
And just about the time they start to look at me
I begin to feel a sense of anxiety
To lounge on a sunday still coping from the week
I watch the tv by myself and reels in between
I catch myself staring at the swaying trees outside
And realize quite clear I'm just inside to hide
I hop in my car and I drive down the road
Wondering to myself if I've finally gotten old
At the light I took the time to give myself some grace
As I saw the haggard look in a homeless man's face
Suffering is constant when you yourself implore it
Acting like it goes away if only you ignore it
The only way to stop the pain is to finally take a look
And realize the suffering is just a product of your choice
For the ones who say their pain runs like from a faucet
I know you must feel so utterly exhausted
I've lived that life of constant all the time pain
And I'll tell you right now, it'll drive you insane
Suffering is just the most base feeling we have
But it disappears as soon as we begin to laugh
To feel again the ping of pain that comes when you're alone
Is to know that everyone of us is in that same boat
The only way to ease the pain is to let it all hangout
The only great escape is to admit there's no way out
Soon enough it's plain to see that others feel the same
So let's make endless laughter from our source of endless pain
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