Flash back to that time of heartache and tears, That with a wince from your eyes you see all your fears, Gravitating towards you igniting a switch to be fierce, But don’t budge, stay true, as they fall near, Yes open your eyes because they do disappear.
With what grace or strength do they evaporate? You may ask, With the survivor and Gorilla in you doing its task, They trip down, like Georgie did once IT called and it wasn’t a mask, Face your fears and melt the shackles, Don’t let it drown you, Since to the world you are just… But a few…
Now that you see your plight deteriorating, Look up young flower, You are about to bloom, A spark that was fired… All will see it That those who are still in the dark shall… desire…