Sometimes so alone we are,
Deep down in our wounds and scars,
We forget completely we have to live,
We are like long kept empty jars…
We are hammered hard and badly!
Unable to see any of the chance…
to stand up and fight again,
Thinking – In these hurricanes how will I dance!
But that is life my people,
We fall to rise and rise to live,
To fall, to learn, to try,
To not give up is life!
Let us not be those jars again!
Not the broken died stars again…
We are to be broken million times,
But feel the zeal for life again.
Live up, Don’t give up!