Canvass.



We always plan a life like a wonderful painting, 
But sometimes, we somehow paint a foggy landscape.
Fools will lay still like a rock and never stop complaining.
But the keen will stand up and paint over a prettier shape.
Sometimes we don't get the proper fitting, 
Everyone came here with different fate,
Some came on a smooth sailing, 
Their privileges giving them an advantage, 
At the end we all must show our paintings,
Be it on tab, paper, board or a slate

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