repetition

not over yet

it’s a brand-new morning,
waking up with the same old feeling,
and it makes you feel that you carry the world on bare shoulders-
would that heavy feeling last forever?

the afternoon sun was bright,
but you feel so dark inside,
so, you keep on wishing for happiness,
in these hard and trying times.

i know that some of the days are good and some of them are bad,
it paints us a smiling picture that could turn easily into a frown,
the road's hard that makes us stumble but we learned to stand up after the fall,
cause we are only human beings and it’s not over yet.

the morning sun's finally setting,
and the moon will own the cloud filled seas,
we'll find ourselves broken on the bedsheets,
after a day that was so exhausting.

we close our eyes and uttered a prayer,
a couple of phrases for our beloved heroes-
the people we looked up and follow through,
and now that they are gone,
we should keep on going through.

i know that there are happy days and crying ones,
the world's quite unfair but we shouldn't feel bad,
cause it's the way on how to make our ribs tough-
if you think you it’s over then it’s not over yet.

if you think this is the end - it’s not over yet;
if you think you've had enough - it’s not over yet;
if you think you are going south - it’s not over yet;
and don't think it’s over -  it’s not over yet.