I fall,
With no one around,
Nobody to help me,
To give me a hand,
Nobody to depend on,
Except me.
I fall.
I pick myself up,
For nobody else can.
I’m alone.
I may yell in agony,
But I get back up,
Only to get knocked down again,
By the world around us.
The world will always knock me down,
It believes, it hopes, that I’ll stay down,
That I’ll stay a sliver of a man,
But I get up.
The world has tried to keep me down,
By taking my family,
My valuables,
Leaving me without someone to love,
Someone to hold.
It hasn't worked.
Right when the world thinks it has me down,
I climb to my feet, to the world’s surprise.
I rise again and again,
Over and over.
This time, the world has swung its last punch,
It was a solid, powerful blow.
I stayed down, but not for long,
I then rose from the ashes,
Like I’ve done a thousand times before,
But this time it was different.
I was no longer helpless,
I went on the offensive.
I unleashed everything I had against the world,
To fight it.
It worked.
Finally, some relief,
Some room to breathe,
I knew it would be brief,
I knew the world wasn't going down that easy,
But this time I was prepared,
I was ready,
For everything the world could throw at me.
This time I wasn’t going down,
I’m staying up,
And when the world strikes me,
I'm going to strike back harder,
I will not fall again,
This time the world’s going down,
And when I hit it with all my might,
It’s not getting back up,
And if it does it’ll be too weak to strike back,
Mark my words, “I will NOT fall again.”