I Am

I am strong, yet utterly weak  
I wonder if it ever really gets better 
I hear the buzzing of my alarm clock 
I see that it’s time to get up and face the world, once again  
I want to embrace life 
I am strong, yet utterly weak    

I pretend that it doesn’t matter to me
I feel every emotion so strongly that it hurts
I touch the lonely raindrops falling from the sky
I worry that I’m never going to be good enough 
I cry over things that should be irrelevant
I am strong, yet utterly weak     

     

I understand that it has to rain before the sun can come out
I say that I’m fine when sometimes I’m not
I dream of moving away and making something out of my life 
I try to consistently have a positive outlook  
I hope to always find something to smile about                                            
I am strong, yet utterly weak