Life gets pretty hard,
and the things that made you happy,
turn to sad.

You lose the things you had,
but you choose to live your life.
for one thing that remains,
but you sit up every night to re-live that refrain.

The one thing that keeps you going, 
you are really scared to lose.
Nobody understands what point of view you have,
not standing in your shoes.

You wish you could explain,
but it's really uneasy to tell,
The person who you love, 
you don't want to fail.

The uneasiness causes you to fall everywhere,
but your man still remains standing by,
always promised to be there. 

You see yourself as a blurred image,
instead of seeing what is really seen,
a picture perfect view, 
with a perfect him.

Don't let the story finish,
as it needs to be told.
Nothing will change,
If you remind him your hand 
is always there to hold.