With the end of a wretched week,
Happiness and joy is all that I seek.
But however hard I try to move on,
I end up frustrated at every dawn.
All the bad memories make my head spin!
The world for me’s a burning bin.
Trying to be happy is a waste of time,
As is all this effort, trying to rhyme.
But, at the end of the day,
All these thoughts I’ll keep at bay.
With the end of the wretched week,
From my hard work, success and happiness I shall seek.
Happiness and joy is all that I seek.
But however hard I try to move on,
I end up frustrated at every dawn.
All the bad memories make my head spin!
The world for me’s a burning bin.
Trying to be happy is a waste of time,
As is all this effort, trying to rhyme.
But, at the end of the day,
All these thoughts I’ll keep at bay.
With the end of the wretched week,
From my hard work, success and happiness I shall seek.
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