Every time goodness falls in to a halt,
You start to have the badness in thought.
Sadness splurge up into the skies,
I hope you see only the happiness who hides.
You start to think this isn’t worth it.
When all the good efforts looked like sh*t.
But Papa tells you don’t quit,
It will get better bit by bit.
A/N: Papa is the Almighty Papa.