Sometimes.

Sometimes I just feel like giving up,
Even though I know it's best not to.

Sometimes I just want to surrender,
Even though the white flag reveals weakness.

My struggles are breaking me down.
Bit by bit, day by day.

I reminisce on the good days I had back in a world that is now gone.
A new life is here, and it is still so foreign.
So unknown.

Its rough leaving the place that you loved the most;
In hope for better, for worst, for everything.

These times up here can be good, and can be bad.
And right now,
They are bad.

A roller coaster this new life is.
It goes up and down.
It spins me round and round.

The thrill is exciting,
Yet the swirls are sickening.

Polar extremes.
Hard to handle.
Hard to cope.

Yet at the end of the day...
I still have hope.
Goodnight.