It won't be all sunshine and rainbows,
You will be in the dark for days unending;
Your spirit will be crushed,
And your faith will be tested.

Your joy will be stolen,
Your peace will be destroyed;
Reality doesn't promise justice,
And yet you will be expected to be happy.

You will be lonely,
You will cry tears unnoticed;
Your trust will be crumbled,
And yet you will be expected to have open arms.

Happiness comes at a cost,
It is a constant battle to be fought;
Day against night,
Good against evil.

What matters though,
Is not that you take on the world;
You really can't,
Life shatters the toughest of us.

Fight for your happiness,
It's not a present but a reward;
The truth is bitter,
But it hurts lesser.