Willingness

An open window only gets you so far, And you can't always jump into the car. So you face the day, be it sunny or blue, Knowing that life isn't over for you. But it gets harder and harder every damn day. To get the grey dark clouds to blow away. So you sit there and sigh knowing the truth, That tomorrow begins as a youth. So while thinking it over - tomorrow's day, You ask yourself the question, are you willing to stay?