Life is what you make it

Life is what you make it,
As hard as it may seem,
God knows how much you can handle,
But how much on him will you lean?

When you’re laying in your bed,
Just to open your eyes is such a dread,
Facing your problems can be so painful,
But running from them will make it much worse instead,

You stand if front of the mirror,
And wipe your tear-streaked face off,
You just want to craw back into the bed,
Where its nice, warm and soft,

Life can be so frustrating,
It can make you doubt your self-esteem,
God knows how much you can handle,
But how much on him will you lean?