fauxcroft

I am aquatinted with poverty

And endless strings of broken dreams,

Yet I am still standing here

And I am still trying hard to achieve,

I won’t be defined by what others think

Yes, I am struggling but I won’t give up,

It’s down to preserving and a whole lot of luck

And being in the right time and in the right place,

And I will not give up hoping

I guess it’s my mechanism for coping,

It stops me breaking down and saying ‘well, fuck it all’.