It gets harder.
Trying to be something I’m not.
Trying to give it all…I got.
It gets deeper.
Searching for the meaning of life.
Fighting through termoil and strife.
Maybe one day .. I’ll understand.
I get stronger.
Lifting myself up when down.
Nobody else can be found.
There’s only so much I’ll withstand.
They get weaker.
Searching for my pain ..it’s sad.
Those selfish eyes can never see what what I’ve had.
To deal with on my own.