You feel like a candle in a hurricane. Just like a picture with a broken frame. Alone and helpless, like you've lost your fight. But you're alright. Life's like a novel, with the end ripped out. The edge of a canyon, with only one way down. Take what you're given before it's gone. Start holding on, keep holding on. Everytime you get up and get back in the race, one more piece of you starts to fall in to place.
Cause when push comes to shove, you taste what you're made of. You might bend, till you break cause its all you take. On your knees you look up, decide you've had enough. You get mad, you get strong, wipe your hands, shake it off. Then you Stand! Patience, Passion, Determination, Courage, Desire, Expression.
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