a soul turned into ice. a heart made out of stone. every day I I wish and pray I did not stand alone. yet i will not moan , bitch or even cuss only thing I wanna do is pick my self back up and bust am strong enough ,or , am I out of luck ether way , I dont care, cause I'm never giving up even in the moments when I'm some how turned to rust I know it's all on me to make a change , or stay trapped in this cage with no way of escape