Some of us alter when we want,
and we fluctuate like the wind.
And we go where we want, masters of our own destiny,
and we, we are happy with change,
because stagnation is a disease of the age,
and stagnation of the mind does upon the mind wage a war,
and time is wasted everywhere more than ever before,
and we are far too short of time,
but it is not sage, not good wisdom to waste time,
but humanity seems so fixed on wasting time,
so fixed that it spends far too much time looking,
for new ways all the time to waste time,
and far too short are our days,
and far too short are our nights,
but we have little time to change or complain,
and to be free you have to adapt,
but so many people get stuck in a rut, and it is a shame,
and what is the point if you ignore your unhappiness,
and continue along the same way.