Don’t wait for the pain, to scream,
Don’t persevere, until twilight falls, to dream;
Don’t await your old song, to dance,
Don’t ask for that epiphany, to be yours perchance;

Don’t pray, for the wind to flow your way,
Don’t beg luck, to carry you in her sway;
Don’t talk to your waking dream, seeking memories to borrow,
Don’t live, just for the hope of the morrow;

Push, prod, shout, scream, fight; Do whatever it takes.

Just make it happen.