There have been so many times
When I've questioned my purpose.
Wondering if I should keep fighting.
Is the pain really worth it?
Everyday the sun rises
But my body becomes reluctant.
Not ready to begin the suffering.
My tears so abundant.
What exactly am I fighting for?
To live or just not die?
Why should I hide behind this mask?
For reasons even I don't know why.
What if I were to let go
And have my dreams take me to a better place?
Would I finally feel peace?
Or is my pain just misplaced?
What if I allowed my heart to heal?
Is it a risk I should take?
Who's word do I believe?
My own or the one who broke it in the first place?
What if my tears finally dried
And my smile did return?
How long would it last?
Or would it just be another mistake
From which I must learn?
But I guess there are those moments in life
When your heart must conquer your mind.
You must summon up your courage
And put your trust in what you can't define.
