Staring in a big mirror Hopes have fallen to the ground, Covered in dust. Hopes stept on by merciless feets in terror. Weak in strength and bones. Screaming in horror, with the mouth closed Giving up my hopes, is the only option.
But "Nah" a voice inside me is screamin' To the shattered hopes. A strong hand by my side; A strong hand where I hide; Helped pick up the thrown Hopes Raised it from the dust. Now I can stand stronger. For I know staying strong is the only option. When the mighty hand, Of the Father of creation Is on your side : even on your #weakest.