Sometimes life is just a succession of rainy days
As if the sky was always grey
Preventing the beams of the sun from shining
Every mistake becomes a break
Always scared to fall
Dodging the feeling of starting small
Ignoring the fact that failure precede achievement
Forgetting that after winter must come spring
Its only through pain and suffering that we gain strong wings
Passion and dedication are the tools to persevere
Fill your heart with faith then you won't fear
Because how low we might be feeling is as high that it can eventually get
So when they say to me that life is just a dried out sea
It sure looks good to me.