I am a happy ending
Wrapped in a tragedy
But you simply won’t take the time
To see the good in me
The ribbon may be tattered
The wrapping a bit torn
But inside something beautiful
Is lost and so forlorn
It can be called a moment
To me, a yesterday
Let all time be time that’s well spent
Lest I wither away
Take time to look inside me
And perhaps, fill your cup
If you peel the wrapping, you’ll see
I’m more than all wrapped up