Knife sticking out of my back
Did it to myself as usual
Scared to keep pushing forward
Knowing I’m going to be alright
But it doesn’t stop me from hurting now
Feeling like life is one big secret hiding
Hiding the good days, the good times
Hiding the woman I might be
Hiding everything good about me
I just want to scream, want to cry
But, I’m going to hold it together
I feel weak for needing tears
Feeling weak for wanting to scream
Wanting to know what I’m meant to be
Who I want to be, those are two different things
It may take time, it won’t be instant
But, it’s going to hurt, even a little, maybe a lot
But, that’s okay, I’m going to stop feeling weak
Stop feeling weak for feeling