Life doesn’t have to treat you kindly.
You have to be strong during the stresses, the storms it sends your ways.
Life doesn’t have to be convenient,
You have to be prepared for the good, the bad, the impossible.
Life doesn’t have to follow your plans,
You have to stick to your dreams, regardless of temporary detours.
Life just doesn’t have to be fair, and let’s face it, it really isn’t fair:
But it’s so very beautiful, if you choose happiness.
Lying wide awake, eyes popping, burning with anger and helplessness.
She says -” Life is everything but fair.”
Dreams of freedom and ease and peace at the least,
are just that…illusions that tear
Up the present situations, and hope slowly falls
Falls to pieces, shatters like her favorite porcelain doll
And the hot tears are the same, through the years they remain –
Loss of direction, loss of affection
They relieve the pain, and attract even more –
Dreams dreams dreams, and she’s sleeping soundly.
Only to wake up to another day…
The beautiful disaster knows awfully well-
Up and away lie streets of silver and gold.
Up and away, dreams of streets of silver and gold.