Analysis of Hold on

Look out the window
You see a widow

Look at the your scares
You see a star

Look at body
Nothing but a failure
Forgiving the grief
Or listening to the thief
The theif has taken your words
Or the words have be misplaced
Like a pair of glasses
On the window

You hang down  low
As you look at the calories
Oh crisis it more than you should of had
Looked at the scale oh I’m over by 10 pounds
the next week you stave so you don’t look like a clown
You see your flab’s
Like a slab

Tomorrow came and you thought again
Why if this a fight
When it could just be the game