This life has its struggles.
It has its glory.
Its the way things shape out,
that gives us each our story.
Turning moments to memories,
the good ones and the bad.
A winding road towards the end,
each day carving its own path.
This life has its struggles
it has lessons to learn.
To teach us right and wrong,
making us able to discern.
A road with endless destinies,
or so we act as if its the case.
You do you and I’ll do me,
either way we’re running the same race.
This life has its struggles,
at times it hurts, others not so much.
The truth is though,
living it out, is the ultimate rush.
