Sometimes people point fingers at you.
judge you, and tell you what to do.
they bring you down so bad,
feeling weak,
you just wanna collapse.
you tell yourself "its over"
feeling sorry, you need a shoulder.
even the little voice inside's
telling you "it's over"
feeling depressed, tears falling,
eyes swollen, minds falling.
so sick and tired.
you keep swearing at the world.
self pity gives you nothing.
only makes things worse.
but theres always a thing called hope,
and everyone of us have it.
something that helps you to get up,
not to fall and helps you stand tall,
to keep your head up,
as high as you can, suck the air,
and try again.
