Cry I did at situations so small,
Ashamed I was of my weaknesses, them all.
For tired of the situations, I was to fall,
Run away from it, I had the gall.
No solution to it, I tried to solve,
Patience I had, seemed to fall.
In a moment, lost what I had achieved all,
That strongness I felt was lost in a toll.
Ringing in for strength from thee, I toll,
For impossible I want to abolish on a call.
- Dr. Hira