Concrete

Look into my eyes and what do you see? Pain and fear of who I might be. Feel my hands and what do you feel? The roughness from hard work and the bruises that will never heal. Take a walk in my shoes and see what I've seen, go where I've been and feel what I've felt. Cry the tears that were never shed and hurt so much that you just drop to your knees 'cause you cant take no more of this pain that you endure, but you know that there's so much more to life than what you've seen, felt, heard, and endured, so much more to life than the life you live, the people you've seen get killed and for what? Nothing! That same nothing you feel everyday of your life. A life filled with nothingness all because YOU chose to stay down on the ground instead of breaking through the concrete that held you bound, but not me. I'm breaking through the concrete little by little, piece by piece, striving hard and holding strong to my beliefs. Yeah I may cry out God Why Me but deep inside I'm whispering God Try Me. As I push through these trials I look and what do I see? Friends right beside me helping push through the concrete. The crackling sound of the concrete as we hit it with all our might than BAM, no more concrete to hold us down No more excuses to keep us bound. It's up to you whether you want to rise or fall because the choice is yours.