Every family builds stepping stones,
my family's built a rickety bridge.
It's made with rotten wood and holes,
it's filled with tears and sorrow.
It's filled with oops-es and mistakes,
it's made with splintered wood.
Most people take one look and give up,
before they even tried.
My family, we know , at the other side,
there's a meadow, with green grass and magnificent flowers.
We know there's a castle with our names,
waiting for us.
We don't care how long our broken bridge is,
we never give up.
We don't care if every thing in the world is against us ,
you'll never see us hesitate.
It's not in our nature,
its not in our blood.
Because we are SURVIVORS!