you feel like a candle, in a hurricane. just like a picture, with
a
broken frame. alone, and helpless like youve lost your fight, but youll be alight.
cause when push comes to shove, you taste
what youre made of. you might bend
til you break, cause its
all
you can take. on your knees you look up, decide
you've had
enough. you get mad, you get strong,
wipe your hands, shake
it
off. then you stand. lifes like a
novel, with the end ripped out, the edge of a canyon with only one way down. take
what youre given, before its gone, and start holdin' on. keep
holdin' on.
*notmine*