Life with Hope – MA Anthem

a person facing a piano

Written and Performed by, Netta T.

Listen to the song: ANLP12.org/Life-with-Hope-song

I’m sick of suffering
Kicked to death
by a thousand bunnies
Feels like my life is trash
And every day’s the same
Wake and bake
And play another game
Of hide and seek
with my stash

I need some help to clean this mess
Cause I admit I’m powerless

Cause it’s Twelve Steps
And Traditions
To heal my soul’s affliction
I don’t want this addiction
To keep making my decisions
In this final hour
Got me a higher power
A fellow or friend that reminds
That it’s one day at a time

I tried and I tried and tried
My willpower’s all dried up
Stuck living inside
My privately defined world
When I came to the rooms
Was at the end of my rope
But now I’m living
Life with hope

Cause it’s Twelve Steps
And Traditions
To heal my soul’s affliction
I don’t want this addiction
To keep making my decisions
In this final hour
Got me a higher power
A fellow or friend that reminds
That it’s one day at a time

Published in A New Leaf – October 2026

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