I can hear the birds sing
see the trees moving...

The sky is burning
trees are holding strong...

The night is dark, the air still
I almost forgot how to breathe...

I have mastered in showing patience
slowly filling in the blanks...

When there is no strength to fight
no tears to cry...

To you I am forgotten
but I am still here...

Grey feels heavy, it's depressing
the air is weighing on my chest...

Hundreds are missing
thousands have lost their home...

I have grown patience
regained my strenght...

Seasons come seasons go
trees are continuously turning gold...

Why do people lie?
The truth is a foreign word...

I am fighting this battle
against my inner heart...