You have been hurt, shot down, mistreated, abused. The only thing left, is your broken heart that everyone has misued.
You feel there is nothing more in this world, so you run and hide. But that little voice of corage is still inside.
Never give your enemy the satisfaction of seeing you down. Put a simle on, stand tall, and always be proud.
Never let them take your dignity away, show them that you can be strong in every single way.