Sometimes I’m filled with doubt, sometimes I’m pretty confident
Sometimes I need to shout, sometimes I’m silent in the violence
Other times I cry for the past I can’t amend
Though I know that I can smile because it’s not the end

It’s never too late to reach out and say your peace
Pieces of the puzzle never feel like they compete
They all need to fit together so they feel complete
The picture that we’re posting is exposing our defeat

Never fear for fear itself is stopping us from acting
Reaching out our hand holding on to everlasting
Forever isn’t far away from never, are you grasping
Onto this belief that our relief is found in tasking

The missions are objectives we check off of the list
Along the road we meet a few who now are dearly missed
No matter what we strive, prosper, and persist
Notice how it’s different to be alive and to exist.