Made

I once believed joy would find me,

sunshine would dance on my face,

I thought the clouds would forsake me, 

the wind would blow through and give chase.

These days have just proven me wrong though, 

sometimes, I've learned, you can't win.

Sometimes you love something fiercely, 

but love is just where it begins. 

Sometimes the path set before you 

just isn't the path of your choice, 

swallowing hard, dropping eyes down,

sometimes you're robbed of your voice. 

Dig deep enough and you'll find it,

take the plunge, this is your life,

someday we'll feel more alive, love, 

at home on the edge of a knife.

Please don't abandon your hope, love,

time changes plans that are laid.

Love conquers all that would fight it, 

we'll lie in the bed that love made.