You were broken yesterday,
The pain this world is inflicting,
The tears you should have shed,
The sorrows you should have uttered.
This world is cruel my child,
It is OK to cry – let those tears fall.

Loosen those pains buried within your heart,
This world cares little for our plights.
Don’t smile when you’re suppose to cry –
Mourn when it’s necessary, never fake happiness.
It is OK to be sad, open that closet,
Take off the bitterness of yesterday.

Open your mouth,
Break the silence of bitterness,
Let off those griefs and unspoken regrets.
You cannot walk with chains on your legs,
The past is holding you down.
Break those chains.
Let off those grudges,
Vengeance doesn’t heal.

You’re not broken my child –
You’re just in repair mode.
This is the way of life.
Cry when you’re in sorrow,
Smile when you’re happy,
It shows you’re alive.
Pick up the pieces and walk on,
Swim up the stream –
There is an Island of happiness.

This world is so cruel,
Fight your way through.
It may break you down,
Hold yourself still,
Stab your heart,
Tear your innocent soul.
But keep on walking,
Regardless of the tortures –
They have been here long

We’ve suffered,
Time sold us to sorrow,
Pain held our hearts,
Tied it to the incessant plights of yesterday.
Please, my child,
Don’t stay down,
Get up now,
Claim what’s yours.