A cold unforgiven past, Left alone to brace the streets. A hand to hold, A heart to touch. A smile that wanted to smile but never learned how. Tears that cried, Fears that spread. A new tomorrow was something that was wanted most. If I died would anyone notice? If I survived would I have a purpose? Could a shaking hand reach out and hold onto mine? Or is it to much to ask? I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough A journey has unfolded, Starting now life a has a new meaning. A new friend, A new home. A smile that has just learned to smile. Tears are gone, Fear are leaving. A new tomorrow has finally come. Now if I had died would they notice? But I survived, and I have a purpose. A strong hand that reached out to me. I'm glad that it wasn't to much to ask. But still, am I strong enough? Wars are starting, And friends are hurting. A failing hand, A failing heart. A smile that's faded over time. New fears, And fresh tears. My new tomorrow seems to have ended sadly. If I die? Would they all be alright? If I survive will I still be needed? The hand has failed to reach out to mine. I guess it is not of use to ask. Will I ever become strong enough? New powers are coming I can save them both human and akuma. A new strength, A new dream. A smile that's slowly returning to smile once again. Tears wiped away, And fears faded to gray. My new tomorrow is slowly changing fate. If I die, I will know that I have tried. If I survive, I will keep on fighting. The hand reaching out to me as regained strength. I will still ask, I will become strong enough.