All right

I know
you might
see not
the stars
see not
the light

I know
you might
feel still
the scars
still feel
the fight

we know
we might
be essentially broken
but with each breath
we grow
we love
more outspoken

We know
we might
be scattered
all right
but together
we will rise
straight from
the ashes
straight out
the abyss
because
our realness
is what
defines
the Phoenix


MotherHustler