Here we are, all stuck in this mess;
Running in circles, and dying of stress.
Living mass chaos, with no end in sight,
Left in the dark, with no hint of light.
When things get so bad you can no longer cope,
Someone will be there to shed you some hope.
We all have resources, we all have to fight,
To break from this circle and find what is right.
I tell you my friend, do not despair,
You'll find life in the end is certainly fair.
So stand head up high, back straight and tall,
And watch what happens, I'm sure you won't fall.
For what you put in you will surely get out,
I know you will make it, with out any doubt. |