Staged
It's staged your smile, your style, the way you say you've run the mile, and meanwhile the humble who bumble about the rich who make them stumble and crumble, but do they realize that it's on their own feet they fumble, and help to make all the others grumble about how unhappy they are, but they're not. They sit in their own rot, waiting for others to pull them tot, and again little do they realize that happiness doesn't have to be fought or sought, after.. Just keep the laughter flowing, and going, good energy sewing, and help to others to whom you can give bestowing. This keeps our universe glowing. So stop this pretending, start our backs from back-bending for the greater goodness of our world will be tending and to mother nature as lending by sligtyly removing our minds from this ridiculous trending, and by each of us putting forth a small amount of work, love will overflow, like volcanoes positivity spread by tornadoes and in our togetherness we will finally find the purpose in mending.