Hope
I carry my hope on my skin
I wear it on my face just look into my eyes
Dreams die but I don't know why?
A strong vibe in my body
I needn't lose hope I raise my head
I move forward and push on through "this will get better" I said.
As tears stream do my face as I think of it all
But i'm not givng up i'm standing tall
When I live in the moment I notice that there are more like me that say "I can't"
I see the reason for hope, I clench my fist with power and lend a hand and I say "we can!"
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