October 5, 2007
Holding on to all the pieces.
Knowing I could fall apart at anytime.
Walking strong with your eyes piercing.
Head held high.
I won't ever quit.
You can think what you want,
It won't hurt me.
I don't care what you think or how you feel.
You try to tear me down with meaningless words.
You try to convince me there's no hope.
You're wrong,
There is hope.
Look in your heart, it'll tell you what's real.
I've looked and have found a peaceful place.
It gives me strength that I never knew I had.
Fighting and pushing forward.
Though I am broken.
I push through and live to prove yu wrong.
Knowing there's hope as long as I have faith.
Is there hope left for you?

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