My tears fall in silence, I write in solitude.
Silent promises have been broken, but it's your path you have chosen.
You see, you feel, and you know our life's are interwoven.
Standing before you I am broken.
Life seems to bring me to my knees, due to pain, prayer, or just my feelings. You've had that feeling.
When you fall to your knees and cry to the ceiling.
You give up, you cry out, be it's a tear or a shoat let it out.
Then you silently look around, nobody to see or help you.
You learn to pick yourself up off the ground. Never let your soul be kept down.
I pray you touch the sky, and your feet kiss the ground.