It's Not Going To Be Easy, I Never Said It Was Poem by Isaak DeMaio

Who are you going to call when it all falls down?
Who are you going to depend on when you're about to drown?
Who are you going to be when you learn from your mistakes?
I'll try to be there and I'll do whatever it takes.

What's it to you to feel my pain?
What's it to you if I take the blame?
What's it to you to let me inside?
All I'm trying to do is to not leave you blind.

Where do we go when it is all said and done?
Where do we go when the light goes dark from the sun?
Where do we go when you don't remember me?
I guess it is a matter of what you want me to be.

Why does it matter if I say it like it is?
Why does it matter if you are going to react like this?
Why does it matter what I do?
I'm sorry I don't have the ability to walk in your shoes.

How is it going to be when you don't know me anymore?
How is it going to be when there is no one there when you wake up at four?
How is it going to be when you dropp the bomb?
I know I'm the only one who is going to make you remain calm.

When is the silence going to end?
When is the instant you stop playing pretend?
When is the time you drain all self-doubt?
When is the moment you're going to let it all out?

None of this is going to be easy,
I never said it was.