When--with eyes that had a story to tell--
they spoke those vague words,
they might as well have been speaking Chinese.
You had no idea, wrapped in your eager youth,
what they had just said.
But don't worry, child.
You will get the chance to wear them
in your own way.
You'll have your moment.
And you just might sum up the most painful of life experiences to a youth--who could not possibly understand yet--with
Train cars of memories might flash by as you stumble to catch a quick description of the lessons they taught you
and finally land, discontented,
on the phrase you've heard for far too long. But out of your mouth they spill like oil from a tired engine:
Life is hard.