Life is hard u get hurt over n over, no 4 leaf clover
sometimes life knocks you down, pulls u under so u drown
but people lift ur spirit, fatal disease? They can cure it
nature may be brutal, but out love is not futile
stacked against the odds we all rise together
Unseen, unheard but there in the harshest of weather
break our hearts some even our bones
Slap down the peasants and our king will defeat u from his thrown
humans are capable of war hate and murder, but all have love of a sort they nurture
you see its evil that dwells on us, allowed in by us and only us
no matter the darkest of hearts, our light will shine through
we feel the warmth of light and love of those we trust
we suffer and sorrow only to realize how much we grew
life may have curve balls but somewhere inside we stand tall and yell batter up!
Turn ur back on us and we'll give u everything we have in every shape and size
think we're not worthy... psh we are in God's eyes