Hope
When I was surrounded by pain,
I was completely insane.
I found myself alone in the dark,
People were only there to bark.
Every day I was cheated by this world,
They call me helpless, ugly and nerd.
There was none to help me there,
I was surrounded by haste and fare.
Suddenly I woke up and open my eyes,
There was nothing and no lies.
I prayed to God and stand with a hope,
Then decided to hold God's rope.
Now I have dedicated myself to my God,
Who is the great and merciful Lord.
We shouldn’t be hopeless and should believe,
Grab the rope of God and never leave.
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