Why do I do it

Why

Why keep trying when the odds are a mountain

When angels wings are blooded and tearing why keep flying

You've been knocked down 7 times in round 1 yet you manage to keep fighting

If life is an arena, I'm a gladiator with my obstacles being the biggest of lions

Sometimes my conflicts feel like a snake around me 

The more I try to move , the more it's muscles tighten 

Why keep giving the students a test when they don't care and keep failing it

Nobody wants to hear the truth so why keep telling it

Why keep trying to teach the right thing to do

When doing the wrong thing is becoming popular

And growing like a cancer

Why they say, I'm usually a silent man

But this once, I'll give an answer

I tell them because

Fear, and failure are things I stand on along with the odds, so my promise Land, I may see

A God exist that cares for the angel and me

Inevitably isn't the characteristic of my defeat, but of my victory

Thee audience stares in amazement at my feats

Because the lion fears me

And sees the people who put him in there as his enemy

Hardships comes to me just as waves come from the sea

But a substance that can't be destroyed, stops the tsnumias from drowning me

Harmony in my heart, after everything seems to be going wrong

One in a million chance of hearing a unsung song sung

Persistence and Perservence are the only things it breathes in my soul and out its lungs

Eat everything every critic says cause even though they like the tears in my eyes stung

The words that flew from their tongues tried to form a rope that didn't last long

Cause my dreams and answers are too big to be hung

So what is it, they say

That has the power to change ill fate

That was so huge yesterday and so little in supply today

With everyday being a substitute, teaches us to cope

My answer, spelled by the poem itself, is but Faith and Hope