Stormed and strewn may seem your life today,
Hidden grief in your cold, stone heart does lay.
Yet your strength flows down your fingertips,
Yet the cherubic smile never fails to touch your lips.
Admiration fills me when I watch you thrive,
‘Cause I know how much you have been deprived.
Yet with invincible strength you rise again,
Yet so beautifully you hide your unbearable pain.
”HOPE”-you have, certainly, from your heart erased,
‘Cause you truly perceive your train to be derailed.
Though in the court of life you’ve been wrongly fared,
Yet for you to move on, the track has been repaired.
Endeavouring to conquer the invincible was always your aim,
So why have you given up your most-prized childhood game?
Why have you stopped aiming in the game of darts?
Why have you buried your feelings in the sea of hearts?
Be yourself now; so rise, rise again!
Break the chain of bondage — invade your pain!
Explore the world and find the good people few,
Let your feelings fly, and, your heart will once again embrace you…
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