On the verge of unbelieving
That Heave can exist;
For depressions pull is strong
Not so easy to resist
The constant toil of daily life
Is a struggle at its best;
But every life is filled with hardships
As we journey on our quest.
It isn’t what you want in life
Like wishing on a star;
It’s how you deal with what life gives you
That determines who you are.
So I’ve quit thinking every obstacle
Is a hazard in my path
I’ve quit blaming everyone else and God
For the failures that I have.
I’ve determined if life is better
I’ll have to make it for myself;
I’ll work hard for things I want
Not counting on any help.
If I’m down, I’ll lift up myself
By doing things that I enjoy;
If it makes me feel like laughing
Then mud cakes will be my toy.
I’ll cast off the worldly standards
Of what’s socially right to do;
And live my life for me, this round
And what it takes to get me through.