Get Back Up
When I'm biting the dust and eating the dirt,
and when life pushes me to my knees,
I get back up.
I look at the bright side.
When life hands me a lemon and it squirts in my eye,
or I've fallen into a patch of thorns by the side of a road,
I get back up.
I don't wait or tomorrow, I do it now.
Nothing holds me back.
When I'm slapped in the face by the one I love.
and my cheek is numb and aches with pain
stinging, smarting, screaming,
I get back up.
There's always someone whose troubles are worse.
So I tilt my cheek to the sun.
I feel the warmth, the heat, the energy
and I stand tall. Nothing holds me back.
Tomorrow is a new day, but I won't wait.
I'll pick up the shards of my broken dreams and aspirations,
and mend them with my steely determintion.
And, I'll do it today. Nothing will hold me back.
I know I can if I try.
Because if I don't, I will be lost in the space of time,
Biting the dust.