Rough Patches
As our lives race pass by
we experience the darkness and the light,
the joy and the pain,
and those moments of shame.
We tend to do wrong
and many others begin to tag-along.
Many secrets are hidden
for many of the things we do
are strictly forbidden.
We know it’s wrong
but to us it feels so right.
You can’t see the pain
that is hidden in our eyes.
We try to be strong
but deep down we can’t.
We try to get better
but drama and problems
bring us back down
to where we started.
It’s like a never-ending race.
You wish to finish first
but you never do
because you’re repeatedly sent to the starting line.
We never expected a life like this
A life full of rough patches
isn’t the life
I want to continue with.
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