Some days it’s harder than it seems.
Every day I walk on the road to live my dreams.
Every day I want to cry, but I won’t because I won’t let the spirit die.
No matter what I do I want to let it all go, and for a minute stop pretending my life is just a show.
I never open up about my battle I always have to fight.
I don’t know how many times I need to kill my demons to try to find a new light.
I don’t really open up because no one would understand.
I don’t open up because I’m already weak and I just don’t seem to be so tall when I fall to the floor and don’t stand.
The truth always hurts me, but here I am battling like always as I’m fulfilling my destiny.
