People will come, they will go,
But you my dear have to stay strong.
The way they treat you, whispers so much,
Listen them carefully, if you really want to know.
There’ll be mornings, heavy as rocks,
There’ll be nights, which will last long.
Your eyes will be weighty, filled with fume,
But the sleepless nights will make you feel gloom.
Reality is harsh, truth Is bitter,
People will never let you glitter.
They want to choke your way and make you feel wrong,
Coz you are fragile yet so strong.
Fears will overcome and make you depress,
You will search for home once again.
The dawns will be unnoticed,
The dusks will be low,
Sometimes in life you will feel so,
The moment I’m in, is the end of the show,
And the things I was dreaming now all forego.
Remind yourself the worth that you own,
Never let some people coat you in to woe.