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?”
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