I Have to Tell You This
I have to tell you this; it is hard, to be ones own shield.
To wake up every morning, dealing with all sorts of swords,
Trying to kill your motivation, your dreams, and dry you up.
Your mind is a powerful tool, but never be a fool.
Be alert; always ready to convert.
Situations in which are no longer clear, will bring fear.
I tell you to stand, and never feel bland.
Remember every level has a devil.
I have to tell you this, daughter, son, always strive, and never lose your drive.