My screams are silent
Only the winds howl
Makes a noise
I have no energy left
But I try to stand
Using whatever is left
But why try?
Wouldn’t it be easier to give up?
Maybe it would
But I still try because maybe if I try long enough
The winds will be strong enough to make me fly
And then maybe I just need those wings
And that wind
Then I’ll be okay
I know will
So IÂ keep fighting
Because if I gave up
Then others would lose the hope
I tried to give them
I hope I didn’t fail to bad
And someone found hope
Out of what I had