There are people that are born to serve the community
Then there are those that dirty up the society
There are people that are born to do a 9-5 job
Then there are the ones who exist to be just slobs
There are people that didn't have enough time
Then there are those who spent their life living on the
sidelines
There are people that were meant to fight wars
Then there are those who profit making mortars
There are people that make beautiful melodies
Then there are those who use them for remedies
There are people that desperately wanted to survive
Then there are the ones I envy for not being alive
There are people who devote their time trying to analyze
Then there are those who do not know which value in life
they must realize
There are people who sit and ponder
Then there are the ones who make all sorts of wonder
There are people who write to ease their sorrow
Then there are the ones who couldn't fight for tomorrow
