What a day,
a heavy toll to pay,
a long road to walk,
it seems to never stop.
I fall down to my knees,
get up, and run begging,
"Please!"
I fall and get up again,
rise and fall it never ends.
I fall harder sometimes and stay down,
but staying there I've never found,
that it gets better on the ground.
And though the ups and downs make me weary,
when my body is tired and my eyes are bleary,
there is no low that is so high,
that I should give in, give up, and die.
