Time to pack your bags,
face towards the sky with your head held high,
don't look back or turn towards the past,
leave them behind and lock the door,
chuck the key away and don't look for it.
He whispered in your ear,
and said I am Happy Dear,
this time we have our bags and scars,
right now we write a new chapter of our lives,
disowned taught us a lesson and that lesson,
became our living Hope.