It will take months, it will take years,
You might have to cry blood tears.
In the dark shadows, you might have to stay,
But today or tomorrow your hard-work will pay.

I know rubbing your *** is not easy,
Situations sometimes do get little squezzy.
Every once you get hit you have not to mourn,
Because it will help for the cause that you are born.

Every part of your body will ask to quit
Everyone seeing you failing ask you to stop,
Let me tell you my friend these thoughts are just ****,
Because only thing that will pay for sure is the sweat drop.

Falling on your face and standing again
Recalling all those pains that make you cry,
Recalling every word that just ******* your brain,
Stand up, Wake up and give again a try.