"What if the grass is greener on the other side because
it’s always raining there. Where the ones who never fail to give, hardly have
enough to spare.
Where the people with the broadest smiles, have a pillow filled with tears.
And the bravest ones you’ll ever know are crippled by their fears.
It’s filled with lonely people, but their never seen alone.
Where those who lack real shelter, make you feel the most at home.
Maybe their grass is greener, because they’ve painted on its hue.
Just remember from the other side, your grass looks greener too."
Where the people with the broadest smiles, have a pillow filled with tears.
And the bravest ones you’ll ever know are crippled by their fears.
It’s filled with lonely people, but their never seen alone.
Where those who lack real shelter, make you feel the most at home.
Maybe their grass is greener, because they’ve painted on its hue.
Just remember from the other side, your grass looks greener too."
–
Earnest Hemingway