When there's no one there to pick you up , you pick yourself off the ground
When there's no way to speak you even mumble for them to hear you
When your down in the slumps you stand up , hold your head high
And walk with the honor you are
For you know it'll get you quite
Far and thats the person you are.
By: Vivia G. Thompson
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