HOLD ON.

 You are always treated as a black sheep till you get browned off.

You fight hard to become a blue- eyed boy but no matter how bright the lights shine, you still live in the Master's shadow.

Your only option is to give up because  you're seen as a scoff.

It is a storm of pain and the dark clouds are the foreshadow.

You hear a strange voice in the darkness whispering, leave a part of yourself behind so you can find your way when you decide to fight back.

Your kind is godlike, so divine. Continue to bless us with your light because we hate being in the dark.

Where is this voice coming from? You begin to wonder.

You realise you've been talking to yourself and the decision to quit is a blunder.

Hold on, you will make it through another night.

Use your weapons wisely and you will win another fight.

Listen to that strange voice, everything will be alright.

Let your obstacles know you never left but you just made a right.

Hold on and experience a beautiful tomorrow.

Grasp the thought of pure happiness.

Climb till you're above Kilimanjaro.

Get knighted not on earth only but also on planet Venus.

-Akwasi Tymer