Fast Pace Because Every Thing’s a Race

Treat life special, you never know if you’re really going to get another round,
You see the problem with me is, I always jump first and then build my wings on the way down.
I don’t know what else to tell you, life’s a gift,
But as soon as you grab hold of it, it starts to shift.
Don’t try to return it, for there are no refunds,
Too many things can happen if you let your heart and mind run.
Always dream big and laugh louder and louder,
Patch up your heart tight and fix what turns into dust and powder.
Take down the clocks, get rid of time,
Watching your life pass through tick-tocks is not worth your dime.
Yes dreams come true, but only in fairy tales,
For some reason this crazy world seems to think it should only be rules by males.
So call me King although I’m a girl,
Because no matter what I’m ruling this world.
Jump from the high, step on the low,
Your life’s on a paddle so I suggest you hurry up and row.





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