I wipe away some real tears...

Exasperated with pain

This day

This day

Still can be the best

Best day ever

Though my heart feels yanked

People still play cruel pranks

But my spirit sees good

And so I rise

Through a fog of platitudes

And being intentionally misunderstood

By cold cyber punks

I take it hard in the chest

But still I rise

Through graves of soldiers

Near sly thieves and liars

Through urban corruption

Contempt, neglect destruction

With the power of love

I rise.