I was'nt promised a life of happiness
But I was given a life to build
Everything was like a perfect picture
But pain seemed to break through my shield
I was'nt promised eyes that sparkle
But I was given tears to cry
They stayed in my mind untouched for so long
But soon fell down my cheeks to die
I was'nt promised a guiding map
But I was given a road with no name
After a while I was back at the start
On the same nameless path again
I wasn'nt promised a heart of steel
But I was given hands that were cold
They longed to gasp onto a rail
Or have some others hand to hold
I was'nt promised a perfect soul
But I was given a broken spirit
I tried to scream, call out for help
But no one seemed to hear it
I was'nt promised a blooming red rose
But I was given a wilted grey flower
I planted it in a perfect green garden
But I watched and I saw it die within an hour
I was'nt promised heavenly clear days
But I was given lonely black nights
But before I fall asleep in bed
I wish to see the morning sunlight
I was'nt promised a perfect life
But I was given a life to build
And with that life I choose to live
I once again, pick up my sheild