One's wish to rise can be in eyes tired of demise, they've been told lies and been neglected by the despise, from family ties, it seems that life will have no surprise, for the one that cries, but I tell you life will always be wide for you to rise, I keep my hope that you will gain pride, recognize the skies is the limit so dream big on the prize, neutralize disguise, cause they clip wings on the humans that try, to become wise, never compromise or cry from your eyes cause you will rise.