What’s it all anyway
It’s all just a storm
The days that are perfect
Are not life’s true norm
Put on the glasses with rose colored lens
Positive, reassured it’ll get better again
What is that” better” and when will it come
I think its a farce that fools everyone
Does it exist?
Is carefree alive?
Is it a part of the past,
In the future deprived
Of roads paved smooth
The way not furrowed
Faith in the heart
Of love not troubled
I’ll get on my knees
In the midst of this rain
Pave a new path
For love once again
This storm too shall pass
We’ll again find the norm
And the strength for life’s struggle
To which we were born
The Starting End 