The world is a cruel place
We just woke up to the harsh reality a little early for us to settle.
We are babies beginning to crawl
Of course we aren't ready to fight
No wonder the darkness takes over
Yet we are forced to grow up fast
We may not like it and deem it unfair
But to survive we must grow
It will take the energy you store for crying
To stand up tall and scream I WILL MAKE IT.
Stay strong
Then maybe we can tell our story
And guide others through their tunnel.
