Your kids are late for school again
You rush to get them out the door
You didn't sleep that well last night
Or at all the one before
'cause on your table sits 20 bills past due
At times you just want to scream but know you'll pull through
You force yourself to carry on
And somehow make it work.
And it really doesn't matter how much your life hurts.
What you wouldn't give for a day to sleep in
But somehow you beat struggle and find your strength within
