Living sucks and it's so fucking hard these days.
Dream of better years, past or future, pick one.
I paint my babies rainbows, but I know there are clouds.
Those rainy days are tucked away for my strength to show.
I'm just this girl, carving a new path.
Trying to make this world better, for me or someone like me.
This shit is hard but joy is grand.
Hard work pays off..........eventually, it will.
Crawl out of bed to change fate, fucking hard day.
Where are the days I've heard of?
Somewhere.
These rough days will pay off.
I'll wonder why I was so pissed.
These feelings.
Just shelter for the storm.