Can you bear to lose the ones you love?
Can you stand to see all you care for burned to the ground?
Can you rise above the staring eyes and learn to speak?
Can you learn from those who know infinite wisdom?
Can you speak when your heart is in knots along with your stomach?
Can you live when your hopes and dreams are gone with a never-ending breeze?
I can live when all hope is gone from a desolate wasteland that was once a beautiful habitat,
I can sing with all of my heart as I cry against the harsh stares of hatred,
I have flown with the breeze that carries my life,
I have the power to speak when my heart is torn apart by chains of despair and grief,
I can find it within myself to move against an unforgiving current as it rushes past me,
I can get back up after being beaten by the fists of torment and judgment as they fail to sway me,
For every person that gives up there are tons more that can call on that pain to make themselves not give in to the tearing of their heart and souls.