We all have problems to face
It is a rough and tough race
Sometimes life slaps so hard
Our life becomes a game of card
If we play this game with brain
Our life goes smooth as train
Sometimes if may hurt
We cry while holding the shirt
We want someone to console us
We sometimes do make fuss
a warm hand with a soft touch
The only one who will not judge
We feel happy with that soul
Because that person is one to console
We will fight back soon
Even in the day or noon
We need to stop crying so loud
Became a tiger and let your roar shout
Became a person who smiles in pain
It will be the best success to gain .
savhell
