The clock strikes three in the morning
And I find myself still awake
Tossing and turning
Thinking and thinking the day that ready await
My mind is against me
My heart tells me to be strong
I just need to hold on
I haven't written words of hatred abt myself
Words filled with anger and fears
I love you so much and yet I never give thesame to myself
Help others when they fall
Buh hurt myself instead of asking for help
The spark inside me has become weak
I have buried my tears and said I'av tried.
So I must stand up
dream big and arise....