Ruts, Muck, and Luck

So your stuck in a rut
Your all outta luck
And all of your thoughts are muck

Well listen up now
If you do Im sure you will find
'Cause my words
are gonna blow your mind

Outsdie the suns shinin'
They children arent whining
And the birds are all singing
Singing the couds away

So while your sittin' here
with ruts and bad luck
Think o' the things
that make you happy

Think of the suns thats out shinin'
And you children that for once are not whinin'
Be like the birds and do something with your day

So your outta' your rut
Ya got back your luck
And your thoughts are
no longer muck

So whatcha'onna do
why Ill tell you
Your going to write a poem
To help someone who was just like you


This is just a silly rhyming thing I made for an inspirational poem contest.