Rise

Child

Why do you cry?

Why do you sit there and wish to die? 

I'm telling you child. It's ok

It's ok to make mistakes, live your life and say,

I had a bad day.

Child

Come here.

Come here and feel the understanding 

that will dry off your tear.

I know how hard it was- how hard it is

how hard it will be. I know that you will want to run

Run so fast that your legs will swell,

your hear will beat with dread of defeat.

So Child

I'll tell you this

they will beat you,

wreck you,

humiliate you.

They will try to end the hope that so anoyingly lingers.

They will rip down your throught and tear

away the soul with their fingers.

But don't.

Child

Don't let them take what is yours.

Do let the world tell you you're nothing,

worthless,

unloving.

And Child

Don't let it be you

who does it to yourself.

Who sits there and cries.

Child

Remember to

Rise