In the Morning
Things become hard!
I don't know why
Even for me it complicated.
Trying to be educated..
It difficult now a days
It hard not easy to get things done this days.
But the clock on us never never stops ticking
It clicking.
But still we can't move from a place
It like we are stuck in one place.
And our clock is not waiting
It not stopping
So we have to be swift
Even sometimes we cried
Cried so hard to get a lift..
Our time is thinking through the worst
But we prayed for the best.
The thing time won't shift it nest.
Just to give us the best.
Just know that all ur sufferings are the ticking
The clicking of the night
U can't see at night u need the moon
It hardly shows.
But don't worry
All ur sorrow will end in the morning.
Then u won't cry no more
No tears no more.
Then u can see clearly
U will feel the sun freshly
Don't get mad
It suppose to be so
I know it that bad
Just have faith.
It will be alrite
Pls don't cry
Stay strong and try
Try not to fail
It all coming in the !orming
Ur joy
The night is almost over.
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