Everybody is a somebody
Everybody is a somebody
in their little pond
They are that big fish
in their little pond
in a town, in a big city!
O dear, without you
people can’t breathe!
You keep swimming in those reeds
for a lifetime, in the illusion
But how many people know
that little hole exists
on the planet earth and
and are desperate to find it?
Yet, it is satisfying to persist
and be that somebody
In a little pond
For we all live
to have a something special,
called a bond
I love my little pond!
Comments
Post a Comment