I get aggravated over the power that I can't control.
People have their own opinions, and I have the authority to judge.
I'd rather avoid my own desire.
Do you ever upset?
I will not be alive in years to come.
You can't regulate anybody at all,
they will always be who they are.
I get happiness from the little things.
You can accomplish whatever you put your mind to.
What about the other things?
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