The wind that blows in the path of mine
Shows a remorseless cry ,
But soft touch screams the words to make me try
It's faded history
Till now a mystery
I'm willing to find
Though every time I fail
I want to try and try hard until I make it
But,
why do I feel so lost and broken
so weak and lonely
And why I was the one to be left behind
By all in that empty hall
I screamed
I cried
But why couldn't anyone hear it and even I
And yet a soft scream tickle my face
Then collide with my ear
Says with it's gentle warm breeze
"Never Give Up"
