Enough
Some people build their lives on platforms hoping that they won't fall
Some people never know how to make a home, and when the wind comes
They run far from everything making surviving a game to live out
Because I am a survivor,
if you think breaking us down will keep us down
Then you don’t really know what to do to us anymore
If I saw you walk again from me
would I be strong enough to stay conscious this time
Could I go back to walking in circles,
too made to look up and not be able to see.
Too prideful to admit that I’ m not okay,
could I even blame someone other than myself
There were bad days that I didn’t see until now with my eyes closed
We’ve been through worse but since you stood in front of me
I’m not used to facing the wind.
There is so much that I must explain to myself even after everything that I should
Maybe for some reason,
I couldn’t see that you were enough and I was more than anyone else
Is that why you had your hands on my neck?
I thought that seeing stars was a part of love
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