We always tend to see what others have
They set our ground rules for what our ideal needs should be

She has more of this, he has less of this
With every friend, with every foe, we compare

Sometimes feel proud, sometimes envy
As if this entire world we're living in, is a battlefield

I have nothing, that I don't deserve
Nothing that I haven't fought for, struggled or cried for

And for the things I haven't gotten easily
I am still trying, working hard, to correct past mistakes

Between simple jokes-I am still shaken by what I heard, saw and read-life gotta be less complicated than this...