He is not crying anymore The clown that wanted his neck be choked He already opened the right door Now he’s the man with the funniest joke
She’s not weeping anymore The abused lady who wanted to cut her wrist She already forgot all the sore A guy helped her to clear the mist
There is no sadness anymore The boy who’s been deeply bullied He’s definitely stronger than before He’s now a man who have no worried
He is not faking the smile anymore The writer who used to think his life on wiggles The lesson he learned from the blind and crippled he adore Now his poems are gold not just some nickel
They were the one that used to laughed, but cried Time heals, and they are now happy with their lives