TO SURVIVE I SING

When life shows me its ugly side
And hands to me its sting,
I draw a song from deep inside
And to survive I sing.

I drown the sound of inner voice
That in there I hear ring,
The thoughts that run throughout my mind
And to survive I sing.

A self-made melody within,
A song to self to bring,
I shove the ugly out my door
And to survive I sing.