When the path seems dreary,
And the destination desolate,
A tiny whisper in my head
Does not let me suffocate.
When my friends leave me,
Or tell me I'm worthless,
I try to remember that they never were true friends
And are just being callous.
When the sky is tempestuous,
And seeks to destroy the world,
The merry Sun steps in and ensures
That its welcome warmth is unfurled.
No matter how wretched the day,
How dark the circumstance,
Just have faith in yourself
And you will soon find your chance.
