When the world is on your shoulders
Crushing you into the ground,
Sometimes it’s better to just let it happen,
It’s far easier than hanging around.
When doom and gloom comes calling
There’s no point in running to hide.
Just stand up and let it devour you,
Let it conquer and divide.
But every so often you can stop it.
Occasionally you can fight back.
Sometimes you can survive anything.
See the light through all the black.
copyright © Andi Dawson
