After awhile you learn the difference,
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean
And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and eyes open,
With the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.
And after awhile you learn that even
If you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and
decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you are can endure...
That you really are strong.
And you really do have worth.