who gave you the right

who gave you the right to stomp on my life?

with every step you let evil seep

panicked and scared, you find you're no where

running with fright is never the answer

stand up, just fight!

you've got the time in your life

weeping is for willows and you aren't made hollow

so tear down that wall, stand tall and relax

that giant is puny, if you'd only attack

you'd see your strength rising from the smoke

now laughing and cheerful

you stride on your own


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