She likes to say there are two kinds of people…
those chasing pleasure
and those chasing pain.
You ask me;
nobody gets to escape their pain.
It’s there when you brush your teeth at night,
it’s often there before breakfast.
It’ll come up fierce and sharp;
it’ll lay in your blood, waiting in your body.
The most you can hope for is one good day…
‘Cause on a good day, you get to tell yourself:
“I can fix this. Today can be different.
Today, something might change.”
She likes to say there are two kinds of people;
those chasing pleasures and those running from pain.
Maybe she’s right.
I don’t know.
What I know is this…
Pleasure helps you forget;
but pain forces you to hope.
You tell yourself:
“This can’t last.
Today could be different.
Today, something just might change.”