In the pursuit of silences 
Listen to the whispers of happinesses, 
Riding in the trains of thought 
There's nothing to stop. 

Standing up to the shadows 
As they overwhelm my tomorrows, 
On the benches of time 
It's the efforts that make everything sublime. 

Push through the eyes  
The dreams that make us smile,  
Tucked safely into a shell 
Some tears brook no tell. 

A tinkle here and there 
As we wade through the mountains of despair,  
Struggling on the cliffs of persevering goals
Success rises on the back of shattering no's.