It's so phenominal, when you find joy,
In the mist of spirit shattering pain.
Although your life have turn upside down,
You still mange to be the same.
"Hater's in you life is steady judging you,
They enjoy seeing you down.
Although you're tempted to fall sometimes,
You stand firm, and refuse to be bound.
It's crazy because the same people that talk about you,
Are the one\s that have it worse.
They try to make their life seem "O so rich",
Pretending to be blessed but actually curse.
You stays encourage, and no one for nothing,
You made this far on your own.
The only one that stood faithful beside you,
Were God and he alone?
