Strong

The world keeps on spinning while my emotions keep bringing me down.
Every little detail of the events in my life is shooting straight for my brain.
Messing with my mentality and the rhythm of my heart that it beats to.
That I keep falling into this hole called depression, filling myself with doubt.
That no longer I could see the light at the end of this tunnel I've placed myself in.

But I know that I can't keep falling down for every little account that goes on.
That I must rise up once again and spread my wings to the sky.
Spread my love to the people in need 'cause they need me to be there.
For every time I keep falling, I'm rebuilding myself to be strong.
'Cause that's the kind of person that I am.

Every day it's the same story retold through different perspectives.
We fall in love only to be broken at the end of the day.
Laying in bed with a razor in hand, cutting our skin to drain our lives away.
And the darkness is our only true friend 'cause the ones we have don't understand.
The feelings that are locked so deep that we can't even reach with a key.

But I know that I can't keep falling down for every little account that goes on.
I must get up again, hold my head up high to the sky.
And walk this Earth with pride to be alive.
'Cause people need me to be there for them that I can't continue to show weakness.
I must be strong 'cause that's the kind of person that I am.

Written on: 2/14 - 2/16/08