If I could tell the worl just one thing,
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry..
Cause worry is wasteful,
and unless in times like this.
I won't be made useless,
I won't be idled with dispair,
I will gather my self around my faith for light does the darkness mst fear..
My hands are small, I know,
But theyre not yours,
they are my own,
and I'm never broken..