In Response to Your Headaches

In your life there will be days

When you wish that things

Would never change.

Growing up

Can be a pain

And when it rains

It certainly pours.

Life will make you sore.

It rarely gives

And mostly takes.

You see your mistakes

And the places they trace

And all that leads

Is another wasted day.

Pursue the dream!

See the unseen!

Do the unimaginable!

And make it undeniable!

Lies, you say…

They never were.

I dare because I know you’re scared.

Your head will heal

And I never said the best would be.

Like you said,

“If that were true,

Then what would we do?”