It's not that easy being here
Having to spend each day questioning the insignificant things
When I think it could be nicer being French or Norwegian or Swiss
Or something much more exotic like that.
It's not easy being here
It seems you just can't do anything right.
And people tend to grade you 'cause you're
Not perfect like they want you to be or as talented as they appear.
But here is alright;
And here can be a joyful memory and child-like
And here can be passionate like your true love's first kiss.
Or perfect like a shooting star in a dreamless sky
Or enchanting like a night's silent song whispered in your ears.
When here is all there is to be
It could make you wonder why, but why wonder why?
Wonder, I am here and it'll do fine,
It's crystal clear now that here is where I belong
And I think it's what I want to be.
Fill in the blank poem based on Kermit the Frog's song "It's Not That Easy Being Green"