Hard truth

Got to stay strong

In your darkest hours,

Got to hold on

When there seems no light,

And even when you’re scared

You must dig down deep,

It’s ok though to cry

Alone at night, that’s not weak,

As long as you get up again

And stand on your two feet,

And face the trials and tribulations

That assaults both you and me,

After all what’s the alternative

Except giving up and being meek.