When a broken heart needs fixing,
and shoulders seek floods of tears
when everything has gone wrong,
and life becomes all your fears.
Where do you run to,
To escape the kayos you face?
And where do you hide,
While you regain your faith?
Who has the right,
To make you feel so low?
Who has the power,
To hurt you so?
What inside you has given up,
And let the enemy win?
What doesn’t want to face,
This horrible, cheating sin?
Why have you let it get to you,
And hurt you once more?
Why don’t you listen to me,
Stand up, breathe, wipe away those tears,
and hold you head high as you walk out the door…
