I was three feet from the floor, gasping for air, trying to release my father's hands from my throat
I looked into his eyes and wondered if my feet would ever touch the floor again

Have you ever been hit so hard that it sends your body flying across the room?
We all fall to the floor at some point
It's how you pick yourself up
that's the real challenge isn't it?

I've always lived in my own world
And I DANCE to escape my troubles

I'VE LEARNED THAT THERE'S LIGHT EVEN IN THE DARKEST PLACES
I can't blame my father for anything
but I know deep down inside, he loved me

                                                                                     Daniel "Cloud" Campos.