Hardship.
After hardship.
After hardship.
After hardship.

...And why?
"This makes us stronger people,"
My mother always told me
With tears in her eyes

"God knows we need to
Improve something.
He is just giving us an opportunity
To make ourselves better."

And I sort of believe her.
Just a little bit.
Mainly I just think
That life likes to **** on us.

"Oh, your dad got a good job?
Nah, we can't have that.
Lets make it temporary.
This job will last 6 months."

This happens more often than not.
And it's crazy.
I don't know anyone else
Who has it like us.

And I'm not trying to say
That my problems are greater than yours
We all have hardships
They're all just different ones.

Some people have disabilities
Some people are suicidal
Some people abusive lovers, abusive fathers
No, I will not disregard these people

All I'm saying
Is I'm tired of this ****.
It gets real old
Real easily.

And it never seems to end.
Hardship.
After hardship,
After hardship.