Never get bent out of shape
It's rising up from a defeat
Often its gets hard to climb
Life is full of bitter and sweet
The future will always arrive
My feet will be in my shoes
Days turn a day at at time
Doing with it what I choose
I often do listen to myself
I am never afraid to say
I can admit when I'm wrong
Because tomorrow is a new day
I can look into the mirror
Look myself straight in the eye
If one dream ends in bitterness
There's more dreams I can try
So if I am dealt a bitter blow
Then I will fall a little bit
But why wallow in self pity
I then tell myself "dont quit
Its what I wish to do and see
As in each new day I meet
Is to love my life and laugh
I won't use the word defeat
Hope
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