These hands hang down
and my heart droops within;
these feet are tired - my back sags
shouldering so much,
visible and invisible.
Oh Lord, sustain me,
I pray!
Lend me
strength to
continue,
lest I should
fall and not
be able
to get
up.

...

Looking out to the night sky,
Feeling the breeze rush across my face,
Standing on the edge again,
I feel as if I want to fade,
While my name is still unknown,
I don't want to be another machiene,
For other people to dictate,
Because it is my life,
My choices,
Not society or friends,
Or my family to decide,
This isn't a leap of faith,
Its a jump of serenity.