Thoughts

Pain, it is one mans pleasure, and another mans misery,
While one would never wish on anyone, some think it is a treasury,
While one runs and feels petrified,
The others will just step aside,
And as one tells nothing but lies,
Another does nothing but cries,
And as one tries to write a verse,
Another just thinks and curse,
As one just start to smile,
Another starts to go senile,
And as one goes to class,
Someone's life will pass,
And as one just sits and thinks,
Another does nothing but drinks.
And as one sees a pen,
One goes on till the end,
And as one tries to lend,
Another story will end.