Strong
All I need is strength.
not the pretty kind, lifting weights
not the strong kind, punching face
not the weak kind, crying in a friend's arms
I need myself.
I need the trust
that comes with a thousand steps in solitude
that comes with a solid look, handshake by side
I need the confidence
I need the truth
I need the bravery
I need the knowledge
I need the courage, to take a step forth in this troublesome world
to step forward every day
not a step back
to look someone in the eye
knowing they won’t attack
I need the fear
the terror
the icy chill
the grief
cause in life I am so naive
I need the strength
to face what’s to come
because without it,
i’ll be lost before i’m done.
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