I applied to teach in Wales

Somebody said yes
But it didn’t happen because no one would trade places
 With me in the United States.
 
That’s how it is.
We take what we’re given

I think about the good life I’ve had
Comparatively speaking.
That’s about the only way I compare
Myself to others
 
I question
But find that everything is as it is.
Sometimes I’m not sure what to make of it
At all.
Sometimes but not always
There is room for change
I’m not sure about the definition