IAm.. Strong
I lay on my sisters couch
tears running down my eyes
I remembered how it felt to have a bed
to have a huge blanket promising to keep me warn through the night
I also remembered my mom pouring bleach down the drain
rebuking every demon that was inside the house
So I laid there in the dark
wondering how I was going to move on
Asking God what can I do to be strong
I lay on my bestfriends bed
joy filled my face
I finally was able to sleep
No fear crept into the room at night
taunting me with horrible memories
But I still wonder how I'd move on
Asking God what I can do to be strong
I lay in my dorm bed
I'm away from all the pain
But now I have bills I can barely pay
I smile and laugh and walk with my head high
I know I'll get through it
But I still wonder how I'd move on
Asking God what can do to be strong
Then I realized
God gave me the strength I needed
when I felt I was weak
He carried me through each house with a drive to carry on
I am strong because I kept going
when I didn't see anything ahead of me
I am strong because I'd work thirteen hour shifts
and wake up at four and do it all over again
I am strong because I never gave up on myself
and I never will
As I begin my first year of adulthood
I fear nothing and no one
Because
IAm..Strong
IAm..Strong
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