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Trizia Castrillo Jul 2014
People around me are always complaining,
“Why is it happening? Why am I suffering?”
Some of us are begging and pleading,
“Please take me back to the beginning.”

Some people would decide to end their lives,
With a rope around their necks and sharp stainless knives.
Others would block all the positive vibes,
That’ll cause them pain and will break their hearts.

Some people would think that they are worthless,
That no one loves them –well, no one’s heartless.
Sometimes they think that hope is hopeless,
Well, they are hopeless ‘cause they are faithless.

Don’t you like to laugh than to frown?
Don’t you want to pull yourself up when you’re down?
Don’t you care to smile after a breakdown?
You have a friend, there’s a lot in the town.

Maybe one day you’ll realize and say,
That you are blessed, that there’s no room for dismay.
Maybe someday you’ll kneel down and pray,
And thank God for making you strong in His way.

— The End —