Plunged into this thing called life
Most find it very hard to swim

The things that one was taught
has not done much for them

They seem to struggle
to keep their head above water

They can sometimes wade through
when the current is calm

But calm is something
They are not use to

For the few that care
They get a life preserver at times

They will continually hold on
To what they can find

Because for the most part
They can always find something to hold on to.

And that is their hope
that no one can take away