I'm a hard burned cynic,
I know the world as it is,
Life isn't a Kinkade painting,
Though I don't mean to diss
his ideals. You think you make the rules,
But the world comes with its own,
You succumb to them easier than you know,
Life's perfection is going down.
But if down is where I am going,
I will go down swinging.
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