How many four leafed clovers do you need, 

To overcome a life full of misfortune?

How many books do you have to read,

Before you gain the confidence of an average fool?

How many seasons of monsoons do you have to live through,

To understand that weather will never be your friend?

How many deaths do you have to witness,

To realize death is hard for the living, not for the ones who are gone?

How many opportunities do you have to take,

Before you realize not every opportunity is the right one for you?

How many tears do you have to cause,

Before you comprehend the weight of those will haunt your forever?

Tell me, just tell me, 

Is there a way to learn who to trust, 

Without bestowing at least a little bit of trust upon someone?