The Constant
This world taught me that love is bitter,
Yet forever I shall march,
Because I will never be labeled a quitter.
I know it seems like change is all that's left,
I don't know what to do,
When this whole life just feels like a test.
I need something to stay in its place,
It seems like hardship is all I face,I need something that I cannot replace.
The lights of yesterday are still burning bright,
Maybe there is a way to walk through this light,
Behind every corner is a brand new plight.
I need a constant to prevent me from crossing that line,
To be competely honest the fault is mine,
If there is hope out there, I need a sign.
Can you be the constant,
That teaches me to breathe again?
Because we all need a constant,
To hold us when we cannot make amends.
You can be the thing to help me through,
You are the constant,
Despite it all I still believe in you.
You are the one who gives me strength in the dark,
You are the constant,
The thing that can save me when I'm falling apart.
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