A Dream. A Choice. A War

My heart palpitates
My hands tremble
Everything seems unsettled to me
Fear is coming
What am I supposed to do?
Some say that destiny is inscribed in advance
But I'll decide on mine despite the doubt
Life is an everyday battle
I won't drop anything
I have to crush ones that want to break me down
Pick up those who support me
Your hands in ours
Braving prejudice
Our body is humble
Our soul is pure
They want to see us drown
We will succeed by our hand
We must carry on
We always will be there to live our dreams
Even if it has to be against the grain
Against the grain