It's so hard to stay strong when you feel so dang weak. When
at every minute of the day you're ready to break; when the
littlest thing can set you off, and makes you want to curl up in
a ball, cry, and possibly hurt yourself. Stay strong they say, I
nod and say okay. But if only they knew how bad I'm lying,
and how hard it's to be strong, when you're as messed up
as I am.
