When lifes gains,Outweigh the sorrows.It's good to always want,A better and brighter tomorrow.When it turns cold,And often bittersweet.Can you pick yourself up,And rise to your feet.Or will you drag yourself along,With your belly in the dirt.And complain all the time,Why you shouldn't feel hurt.No help is it ever,To live inside your pain.To break free of its shadow,You'll have everything to gain.I offer you my shoulder,hoping,It will help make you stand.To walk along side you,And help anyway I can.
