Life isn’t about who you knew
How well you did in school
What you went through
No matter how cruel
It’s about who it made you into

What you did for others
That’s what makes you true
What you did with your druthers
What you changed to make right
And if you did something immoral, you felt contrite

It’s about who you made yourself
And for whom you’re known
Not as a mean, old crone
But as a personable pert
That you were fair
And didn’t treat people like dirt

That you were your best
Even when you were stressed
It doesn’t mean you have to be perfect
It’s exactly the opposite
It’s that you were yourself
And no one else

That’s what life’s all about
To show your true colors
And they never fade out
They stay in hearts forever and ever
When do the colors disappear…. never