Life Won't Be A Bed Of Roses

There was and there is,

Time in life,

That has made me sad.

Every movement,

Taking place in my life,

Dint made me glad.

I want to achieve some in life,

But I know,

It is not Children's play,

I know,

Life won't be a bed of roses,

Though.

Every single choice,

Every single time,

There will be someone to oppose.

Someone or Some people,

Won't like,

What I have chosen.

Each Single passing day,

I have to face them,

Because, I know,

Life won't be a bed of roses,

Though.

Every single tear,

Rolling down my cheeks,

Carry a lot of pain,

Out of me.

If I want,

The happiness,

The joy,

The soft roses,

Than, I have to accept,

It's thorns too,

Because, I know,

'LIFE WON'T A BED OF ROSES',

Though........