After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand 
and chaining a soul 
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning 
and company doesn’t mean security, 
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts 
and presents aren’t promises, 
And you begin to accept your defeats with your 
head up and your eyes open, 
with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, 
And you learn to build all your roads on today 
because tomorrows ground is too uncertain for plans. 
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns 
if you get too much. 
So plant your garden and decorate your own soul, 
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. 
And you learn that you really are strong, 
And you really do have worth.