Getting Up

For ever so long I lived in utopia Thinking the world was perfect Believing things went according to plan I was quite too young To understand that I was wrong For as time went on I saw life as it really is All the love and security I ever knew was dwindled Utopia was destroyed And my life seemed as a misery Fate pelted me Challenges flooded my every move All I had come to believe was drowned My life seemed off-course My perfect plan was no more Too many things became confusing And yet that wasn’t all At every turn There seemed to be more More pain and agony I fell so hard That I just laid there Watching as the sun scorched me And the rain dealt wickedly with me My tears were bountiful My pain was in abundance All I knew was gone All that was left of me Was master-minded by lies and pain And I was completely helpless I didn’t try getting up Of what use was it When life didn’t seem worth it When my pain took hold And then it hit me Never turn down a challenge Fate had worked it magic Destiny had dared me I could not let it go scot-free So I willed my-self up I dared to believe I trained my-self not to give up It was then I realized That life was not about pleasantries Or having paroxysms of hate Or feeling crushed and staying that way It was then I knew Life is a challenge I knew I might still fall But I had enough will power To know that I will stand again Even roses have thorns And there will always be good and bad days But what you decide to do with it Is what determines how far you reach