Good Luck

The things you do don't always run as smoothly as you want them to.

You try hard not to differ from them all, but still you know you do.

You sleep late, and you cry, and make mistakes, and every single day,

you wonder why things have to be this way, but baby, that's okay...

Cos everybody has some times when things don't ever go their way,

and no one ever understands or knows the perfect things to say,

and I try hard (and fail, I know) to make your awful days suck less,

but just maybe you'll find that given time, I'll be your lucky guess.