This bed is too small
I can’t sleep quite right
My back feels the springs
Deep into the night
I toss and I turn
Packed in so tight
This pillow is flat
What a delight
I could have stayed home
I’m used to it there
Life would be easy
I would hardly care
Then why am I here?
At my ceiling I stare
At nothing at all
My walls are so bare
I don’t get homesick
I do like it here
Some things are lovely
Like the people and the beer
I realize my privilege
When I feel at unease
At an amazing opportunity
All the way overseas
Most would do anything
To spend nearly a year
In another country
With a mission so clear
To help other people
Who did not have my luck
Whose towns were damaged
And by hate they were struck
To teach kids games
And sports they could play
To give them hope
And do this every day
What a change I could make
If I see what I can do
If I give it my all
To give them something new
A way to prosper
A way to achieve
A way to aspire
A way to believe
These kids have potential
Its not like they can’t succeed
They have plenty of skill
It’s just a small push they need
We can all be great
Some just need a guide
To be helped to the front
Of life’s joyous ride
I’m sure one day
I will be in need
I will have troubles
From which to be freed
But today I am fine
My problems are slim
My future isn’t set
But it sure isn’t grim
This year might be easy
This year might be tough
But I will not leave thinking
I did not do enough
I wake up tired
But ready to give
To others a life
They deserve to live
