Tears mix with rain, falling from the sky,
She walks alone but still aims high.
Faces in the crowd, they pass her by,
Yet deep inside, she wonders why.

Echoes of strength, heard through the night,
Every struggle brings a new light.
Standing tall, facing the fight,
In every heart, there’s a beacon bright.

His dreams shattered, but still he dares,
Lost in the noise, though no one cares.
With fists clenched tight, he climbs the stairs,
Finding hope even in life's lairs.

In the alleys, stories untold,
Lives entwined in a timeless fold.
Through the beats, stories unfold,
A message of strength that's pure gold.

The lonely nights, an elderly sigh,
Remembering days that have passed by.
Yet, through the tears, the soul won’t die,
Within each heart, there's a strength to try.

Echoes of strength, heard through the night,
Every struggle brings a new light.
Standing tall, facing the fight,
In every heart, there’s a beacon bright.