We expect a lot from others
Others expect a lot from us
It's this worry of the future
Which creates all the fuss

We're happy today
That's just unacceptable
Will we be happy tomorrow?
That's always on the table

Why can't we just shut out,
And stay in our core?
Why do we let others decide,
That we'll need much more?

Maybe we will
Surely, we will
But it'll come over time
I'm sure it will

So,
Let's just stop going to bed
All worried of what we will have
Rather,
Let's just rise every morning
And be happy for what we have

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"I will have this. And, I have this.
One word can change your smile a lot."