Life is difficult, full of uncertainties,
Not meant for someone, looking for only joy and peace.
You embrace the bad, as you celebrate the good,
Trade innocence of youth, for maturity of adulthood.
In the beginning you're protected, live a life of ease,
But in a cocoon, you're unfulfilled, time to break free, please.
As you spread your wings, its not going to be rosy all way,
You'll discover the thorns and their lessons, and that'll save your day.
From the gusto of youth, to the mellowed wisdom hard found,
These adversities have shaped you, had an effect profound.
You can curse them or thank them, put them to good use,
And be midwife to others, help give birth to their muse.
You ask me why I'm good at this- seeing the pain in your eyes,
You would too, if you lived through - so many heartbreaks, so many goodbyes.
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