Down on his knees again
He was looking at the sky
With painful journey he was on
It was hard for him not to cry
For he was a brave boy
But even he had a threshold for pain
With everyone around unsupportive
His bravery started to drain
But he didn't quit even though
He wanted so bad in his heart
Cause he knew for things to work out
Sometimes they need to fall apart.
He knew to get where he wanted
He had to put up a fight
For the real beauty of the sea is when its in dark
Not while it's under light
He stood up tall
Gazing back the sky
He whispered to himself
"It may hard, but i will rise high."
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 8:54 AM UTC
Down on his knees again
He was looking at the sky
With painful journey he was on
It was hard for him not to cry
For he was a brave boy
But even he had a threshold for pain
With everyone around unsupportive
His bravery started to drain
But he didn't quit even though
He wanted so bad in his heart
Cause he knew for things to work out
Sometimes they need to fall apart.
He knew to get where he wanted
He had to put up a fight
For the real beauty of the sea is when its in dark
Not while it's under light
He stood up tall
Gazing back the sky
He whispered to himself
"It may hard, but i will rise high."
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