People all around me
Everything to lose
My being is not free
My soul is confused

Forever will I be stuck wasting away
Always thinking that to them I am not worth a single day

But day by day the Heavens whisper back to my cries
That giving up is not the option when I am meant to fly

I keep on smiling
And lend a hand
I keep on walking
And know when to stand

For this life was not meant to be wasted on fears
It was meant for hard work and sometimes a few tears

Again and again I will praise the Heavens for giving me life
A life that has so much meaning amongst all strife