It Is What It Is

So they come up to you and tell you toughen up and be a man
but when you break down, through my eyes you wouldn't understand
how much regret can you hold in the palm of your hands
how much can you take, how much can you stand
before you break, so you saying you never ran?
you must of stood tall way above them all
so easy to say its okay things will get better
like soon enough there wont be no flaws
All the weight of the world will soon feel like a feather
like there is no withdraw
whether or not you believe it
life took a hand of sticks and i pulled the shortest straw