I have been stabbed with a knife
With scissors by my ex-wife

I've been beaten ******
***** ****** and muddy

I've been jilted and cheated upon
Kept awake for many a dawn

Tortured and then thrown in a pit
But never tempted to say "I quit"

It is discipline of the mind
The world is going to be unkind

I know it isn't easy for some
When all thoughts are dreary and glum

But you and only you define
Your future is yours to design