Struggle
Struggle
The poet in me,
Is down to his knee.
Hit hard by life,
And struggling to thrive.
Guess that's the new trend,
And it's difficult to blend,
In the new world,
Driven by the herd!
Not easy being a dark horse,
Not easy getting the right course.
Rat race it is, that all are after,
He wins who is the best adapter!
