It’s much easier to degrade me,
Than it is to emulate me.
It’s much harder to love me,
Than it is to hate me.
It’s much harder when you have to think,
Than it is to go with your feelings.
It’s much easier to give up,
Than it is to follow your dreams.
It’s much easier to agree,
Than it is to state an opposite opinion.
It’s much harder to come to an agreement,
When you’re always aggravating each other.
It’s much harder to live,
When you don’t have a home.
It’s easier than you think,
To leave the bad thoughts at the door.
It’s much easier to become free,
Than it is for them to bind you.
It’s much easier to think like me,
All you have to do is whatever you can do.
