Hands - JEWEL
If I could tell the world just one thing it would be
not to worry cus worry is wasteful and useless
in times like this
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
will gather myself around my faith
for light does darkness most fear
My hands are small i know
but they're not your's
they are my own
and I am never broken
poverty ... still wears golden shoes
but it didn't steal ur laughter
and heartache came to visit me
but I knew it wasn't ever after
we'll fight
not out of spite
for someone must stand up for what is right
where there is a man who has no voice
there I shall go sing
my hands are small I know
but they're not your's
they are my own
and i am never broken.
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