Life is a game in which the weak will be swallowed whole and the strong shall narrowly avoid such fate. You must choose your own mental state: choose weakness and live in mediocrity. Or choose strength and live indefinitely.
If love is the light,
Then will you be my lighthouse in these perilous waters?
And guide me back into your arms.
It is mental fortitude which gets us by. Not how many shipmates we have or how many ships in the fleet. But more so the ability to stay afloat in these storm-burdened waters with no floating aids or rescue boats. With a crew composed of only ourselves.