Every person lives a life,
And we all struggle to survive.
Although we hate it hard,
It makes our life as light as a bird.
Struggle is a certain part
That comes with us to freshen the heart.
Without this bitter struggle’s taste
It’s quite impossible to do one’s best.
Except it our life’s incomplete.
It keeps us content and very fit.
It teaches us life’s real meaning
And stops us from cowardly whining.
It makes us strong and tough,
And with freedom lets us laugh.