Sometime

Sometimes, things don't go to plan,

Even if it was smooth sailing when things began.

Bit by bit, as you watch things unwind, 

You begin to loose your piece of mind.

Deep down inside, you start to crumble;

On the outside, you act all humble.

It keeps going wrong, 'till you can't take any more;

When you can't keep standing, you fall to the floor.

Sometimes a light is needed to show you the way,

To keep you company, to prove it's okay.

Sometimes help is needed to get back on your feet

And to prove this isn't your final defeat.

With that help by your side,

Your weakness will be defied.

Sometimes, there isn't help when you're low,

So instead you must adapt and go with the flow.