Life Is Hard

Sometimes it’s hard to fathom the thoughts of this cold world,
And decode the ugly secrets behind the books that have been lost for years,
Then wake up and deal with all the shit again,
when some days my head just hurts.

Life is hard when people are constantly beating on my back when I’m trying to walk,
And tell me lie’s while looking in my eyes,
and I actually believed it, for a moment.
Sometimes they tell me something is wrong with me and try to justify the matter,
When what is real, is what is.

And our inspirers seem to give up on us sometimes, that's like a bullet to the heart,
And my feet begin to hurt from the walk,
I no longer want to keep going up the mountain of life,
because it’s snowing too hard on my naked head.

Then god told me that life is hard but I have to keep going on,
And I ask him, “Do I want to keep this going?”
He doesn’t answer to my foolish question. I already know the answer.

So I keep moving and try to live with a directive instead of just flowing with life.
I try to tell people all the lies to be what they are,
Influence the world with my intellect that I have and gift of observance.
But I am only one weak being with the rest of the world.

A darker child with the mind of a female,
I say I’m at the bottom of the power scale and sometimes I’m proven right.
And at the end of the day when I’m thinking to myself at night,
I know for sure, that life is hard.