Compromise
Sometimes I’m down but never out.
I get lost within the shadows of doubt.
I learn a lesson of what life is about.
My journey takes a different route.
Sometimes I win while others I lose.
Not everything turns out as you choose.
I look past the surface to find some clues.
I get knocked down yet I’m up is the news.
Life is what you make it, it is a choice.
You have to speak up and use your voice.
Everything becomes part of what you say.
Every way is different, much like a new day.
The sun returns with it returns hope.
I slip but continue to climb the rope.
All things may not be as they appear.
I refuse, to surrender to my fear.
Each step I take is another one made.
As the sun sets, the light does fade.
Though the fabric appears tattered and frayed,
I find my way back from the path that I strayed.
I lay down to rest and close my eyes.
I dream of stars that brighten the skies.
When it does not go well I shall revise.
I see my life is a series of compromise.
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