Trying Times
Getting through the day can be a challenge,
And often is an uphill struggle.
So I sometimes wonder why I go on each day,
And never find the answer to this puzzle.
Too oft life does not go my way
And seems to me to be unfair,
And it is when I hold my hopes up highest
That they crash down into despair.
This world that can be cruel and strange
But I must lead this given life
And I must my hardest in it
Though each hour is filled with strife.
So I must not dwell in misery.
I must be brave and strong.
And as there is a world out there each day
I must forever carry on.