Knocked down and thrown around always picking myself back up off the ground.
Bear and grin it and turn the other cheek, because this is life and it’s not for the meek.
Brush myself off and dig the glass out of my hand, and remember to be careful the next time something comes along which is no more than quicksand.
Don’t bother to struggle because your problems will only sink you faster, remember what you are; this games master.
Never worry about falling without being caught, nobody has ever been there before and you always stood tall and fought.
When you appear weak and down for the count, remember who you are, where you came from, and what you’re all about.
You’ve been here before on your way six feet underground, then you struck back without so much as a sound.
You control your destiny and fate; just make sure that your battle is not one of anger or hate.
The scars you’ve obtained along the way, is just another reminder that no matter how bad life hurts; you’re strong enough to live and see another day.
Nothing can bring you the freedom you desire, from your hell here on earth unless you’re prepared to walk on the embers and extinguish every single fire.
The battle you fight is the one within your head and can be won, all you must do is stay true to your beliefs, heart, and you shall once again; OVERCOME
