One day they'll know that it's never what we think nor imagine They'll realize the lines are drawn far from the margin it's never to sweet or to sour but it'll taste all fine at the perfect hour. One day they'll know it's never what we plan for,but we would have to learn to live in it's comfort, we never planned it but it will be the perfect fit Sometimes it's harder than we expect it to be,but we strive, we tarry and believe.most times we are uncertain on how it's going to end,other times we follow it's lead and blend . One day they'll grow to understand what was once difficult, what was once mysterious,what they could not comprehend but ended up predicting the end. One day they'll grow to see that it's not as hard as we see it or believe it to be, but only as hard as we picture it.they'llgrow to see that life's no fairy tail neither a bed of roses one day they'll know.