As the sun rises over the horizon, it brings a new day with a new chance at life. The sun washes over me, bathing me in warmth, protecting me from the harsh cold words that are thrown my way.
It's a new dawn, a new sense of purpose as the sun guides me home. It's a sign of hope, a sign of sweet relief. It makes me smile as the sun approaches its peak, telling me that I can rise too.
I can rise like the sun, rise past the hate, and rise towards a happier day. The sun is my guardian, banishing the dark shadows that cloud my mind. I know the sun will come back again, so I'm calm as I watch it say goodbye.
I'm ready for a new tomorrow, I'm ready for the rising sun.