Hope

There is a thing called hope
That I never forget to carry
‘Cause even if it’s dim
A light inside me always burns
And until the day this flame is alive
I’ll stand, I’ll fight hurricanes
I’ll reorganize the chaos
Even if my bravery is masquerade
I’ll still be fighting and believing
In better days
I’ll work for them
and I’ll be honored to see them rise
‘cause my dear friend
I promise you, we . will . rise!