You know, I'm reading this and trying to figure out how it relates to the title. I still can't. The struggle to find shitty poetry in this piece is real.
I can relate to this one though, I've been through most of it and can vouch that it ain't pretty. But I do know that if you're patient enough, it'll toughen you up over time and you'll look back at it in a different light. Silver linings can turn to gold, even before you grow old :)