Its the intorrerable monotiny that blinds us through life,
Pointless conversations causing bother and strife,
The road is windy, its dark and its twisted,
If you blink once or twice, its life and you've missed it.

You can try to find meaning in all that has happened,
But all that you'll find is emotion thats sullen,
Its not always clear the line you should take,
How you should act, be real or be fake.

You can pump all the weights to try and escape,
Chances a fresh you should never hesitate,
To reach out and grab what you could hold true,
To push yourself up, it beats being blue.

The strength to see and follow through all,
The strength to stand fast, the strength to grow tall,
Ignoring the negative just live for the plus,
To stand and to fight this is all a true must.

"Poetry is a window to the soul."