Another day. Another goodbye. What am I reduced to when 
this becomes my life? Let go of this, don't shed a tear. 
Let go of that, but stay sincere. I'm doing all the best 
I have. We have so much left in our hearts than to stand 
still and never start something new, something 
revolutionary. My Life. There aren't enough walls to keep 
us down. And there will never be enough rivers that'll 
make us drown. The Word 'RESIST' still shows to be a 
driving force deep within me. These roads now bear my 
feet. We will find, find the truth.