Hardship

We, the human, the normal, mundane beings

Are now, in the future, maybe forever, until the day we die

struggling, suffering, shuning

Through every hardship

We, the human, the normal, mundane beings

We, the human, the normal, mundane beings

Keep walking, working, wandering, and wondering

About the reason we, again and again,

Flounder, make blunder, until we surrender

We, the human, the normal, mundane beings

Are just making, bearing, inhaling the pain, and growing from it.