Life is complicated, so very complicated
The road you pick changes direction
Stop signs, detours, so very frustrated
People on this bus want an insurrection
The wind thunders and reverses field
It sucks away the sweet breath of spring
The harvest crumbled before the yield
Quieting her voice when she tried to sing
Life has no linear paths out of the haze
Struggling is learning to deal with failure
In defeat we must see through the maze
The answer will come, a pensive treasure
Stay the course salvation will emerge
Other times battling just be in the game
Miles of parallel roads fail to converge
And a roaring river is too wild to tame
Your choice was made keep walking
More cards won’t change your hand
The same old battles, no use in talking
Still trying, this isn’t what was planned
Another day, more callouses and bruises
She falls and slips no one to catch her
Outstretched arms tangled with losses
Slow-motion freefall becomes a whisper
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