Resilience

Thank you dear Lynda McCarthy for your love, understanding, passion and guidance They are whispering now, yes I hear people talk, ‘Think she’s got mental problems?’ Is all that I’ve got. You better believe I’m as sane as sane gets, In an insane world, and one filled with regrets. Yeah I might be sad, anxious, even paranoid too, But I’d prefer that over what’s become of you, For you've made this world such a strange place, We can no longer take pride, look ourselves in the face. You’d sell out your soul and to more than one bidder If it meant that your bank account would become fitter; The people who built you up to the best you could be, Are the people you fail to remember, or see; For it’s all about ‘me’ and ‘look what I’VE done,’ But when you’re standing alone it’s no longer much fun. You think my life’s easy, I should swallow the pill, Yes, it could be much worse though it’s still been uphill. Though it’s easy to spiral we defy gravity, The only one deciding my fate will be me, And you better be damned sure I’ll come out on top, For, with no silver spoon, I don’t know how to flop. But I do know to fight, and to stand my ground, Hold firm to my values, not get pushed around. And when the times get tough I know just what to do, I rely on myself, my hard work, unlike you. I don’t ask for handouts, or for others to serve, I will do it myself and I will do it with verve. For I know and appreciate the skills I will learn, It’s all one big classroom – this life we must earn. And I’m counting my blessings, they’re important to me, Those precious few souls –friends, mentors, family. So when the mountains need carrying and the rain it pours, My resilience muscles flex stronger than yours. The advantages you flaunted over the years Will not serve you at all when we get to the tears. I will move that great mountain, and I’ll carry yours too, For I have compassion, and now I will teach you.