I realised that through life
That I have learnt to roll with the punches
Battered and bruised but still standing
I find the inner strength somehow to keep getting through
And though it makes me feel so weary
I grow increasingly more teary
Over the sad and painful things in life
I still get mad over the injustices that other people have to endure.
I have realised that throughout life
Not everything will go our way
And that life is not always fair
You don’t always get out of it what you put in
But don’t baulk, don’t give up, keep going
Maybe one day things will change
Just stay strong and keep struggling
At least you can take pride that while living
You did it your way, you never succumbed
To the gard lessons you learnt on the way
So stay strong and push on
This is the tale from the cradle to the grave.
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