Psychopaths win -because they lie
Apparences rule& truth can but die
Hard not to feel that fighting is hopeless
It's all grey&gloomy, & we are helpless
But here comes the silver rain, lighting the sky
Rinsing the heartache -Hope here will rise
2nd try (persistence is everything)
(Hope this time you can see it -It's like shiny tiny diamonds falling from the sky)