The Indispensable Past
If all of life were pleasure and gain
without any thought of strife or of pain
and no-one did anything remotely insane
what kind of life would it be?
If I didn't have fears to try to overcome
If I never worried about looking dumb
And everyone followed that "rule of thumb"
What would have become of me?
Without all the heartaches and hits and the hurt
Without being knocked down and thrown to the dirt
If I wasn't such a big introvert
There would be no me to see
All the scuffs and the scrapes that I've gotten into
Taught me I can be anything if I just "go and do"
So take that away, and I could not make it through!
My trials have made me "me"
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