#4

We are not weak, they're one to speak.
We forget that we are strong.
When we smell fear, then shift our gears
And know that they are wrong.

#3

Take heart young soul - weary though, Set pace to noble goal.
The tree of life gives forth its spice, As we search for our whole

#2

Sitting on the sideline of hard times, hoping for a sign that all will be fine.
We keep trying, blind to what binds our minds what a crime