As  the day ends and the night comes I call to you my father. Hear my heart yell your name look into my eyes and see my pain feel the palm of my hands and know my struggle wipe the tears from my face and know what I fear is just in a mirror. Feel my heart beat and know how tired I have gotten from years of running from the past. Lift my Chen and see the pride I hold for myself. Listen to my prayers and give me the strengths to get up once i have fallen and my body no longer moves.