Don’t go to work now it’s a trap
Don’t put up with that kind of crap
Why hog and slog just like a dog
When you can sleep well like a log

To all the misters and the ma’ams
Don’t get married now it’s a scam
It’s over-rated and just no good
You’re better off living in the woods

Avoid school at all costs
Run from college no matter what
Go instead to a library my friend
Read and read for hours on end

Now I’ll tell you what’s really wrong
What I’ve been meaning all along
Don’t be born now be really smart
That’s when all the troubles start

Look around you my friends
Look to your left, look to your right
Do you not see shards everywhere?
Human beings broken from the inside
Very little though shows on the surface
Pain beautifully disguised with smiles
It’s a gift I tell you
And we’re blessed with many more
We are the ones who carry hope in their souls
We are the ones who carry love in our hearts
Some of us even carry all the worries in their pockets
No other animal can claim such dignity
Can a turtle claim to carry affection in his shell?
Can a fox claim to carry anxiety in his tail?
Or can a butterfly claim to carry promise in her wings?
Nah, we are the pinnacle of evolution
We are bestowed with gifts that no bug, bird or beast can even dream of
But these gifts have come at a cost
We pay a heavy price for them
These gifts are so delicate and fragile that they tend to become a burden
Oh what a fine burden it is!
So carefully we must protect our hearts from breaking
Such great lengths we must go to to keep our hopes from fading away
Yet our hearts breaks
Yet our hopes fade away
When the heart breaks, the human breaks
When hope fades away, we feel robbed
We shatter like a piece of glass
Our fragments lie scattered on the floor
What good is a broken glass? Not much
But we, we pick ourselves up and carry on
Look around you carefully
Not one human will find intact
We’re all broken
We’re all shattered
We’re all shards
Smiling, trying rebuilding
Carrying on with what is left
What a magnificent structure a human is!
What a magnificent structure we all are!

Wish and aim for an easy life
One without struggle or any strife
Honour and glory are sought in vain
Drop no sweat and feel no pain
Laze around and keep no plan
Procastinate the best you can
Flex no muscle, don’t strain your voice
Being born was not your choice
Keep all work for tomorrow
Close your heart to all sorrow
Close your heart to love too
Very little can now break you
Life is fickle and time is short
To Death we are a mere sport
Nothing lasts so don’t pretend
Everyone must die in the end