24 February 2013

She's sitting in the bathroom Alone and so afraid Opening the secret box She finds her trusty blade She doesn't want to do it But it's all she's ever known She finds a way to close the box And carry on alone

He sees the golden nectar Swirling with the ice To have its sweet taste on his lips Would surely feel so nice An answer to his problems A way to numb the pain Instead he somehow makes the choice Sober to remain

You say that we are hopeless It's attention that we seek That we need to just get over it That we're tired or we're weak

How dare you look upon us And say that we're not strong The struggles that you sometimes face We battle all day long

Pain, despair, and loneliness Hopelessness and fear We've been raped, abandoned, beat Left with no one there

So next time you look at us And wonder why we break Know an hour in our shoes Is more than you could take

BVHardingWe Are Strong • Opuss № I