Two Thousand and Eight

two thousand and eight of years that passed by humans and animals are living under the same blue sky and my seventeen years will come to an end reaching a mark of eighteen its a cycle all over again so i take my hope and crush it open i take my courage and force it out with no where to see, or no where to go only my voice, i will still shout it out loud. because its not over, nor is it an end we do still see us, and our lives because we are still standing here and then we'll only move forward, and forward, we began to survive. no turning back no looking around there is no whispers of hope but there is a sound so we follow these steps and we seek a treasure a treasure of peace of peace, it'll bring us happiness there's no giving up no tears of despair hush, don't cry now don't you dare. we're still here and we're still strong we're still alive in places we all belong don't get lost just hear this cry. two thousand and eight of years had just gone by.