Weak

People have called me weak,
all my life
They laugh at me
and point at me
before they walk away

As I see them leave
I clench my fists
and try to remember
"You are strong! You are strong!
Don't let them get to you!"

The words are there,
trying to reach me,
but still I won't believe them
even if my own heart and soul
scream them out to me

With tears in my eyes
I run away from all the pain,
all the pointing fingers,
all the laughter
Run away from my weakness

Then that very thing happened
I feared for my life
and never thought I would find my way back
Never thought I would survive
but indeed, I did

Nowdays, I walk the same path
I walked before
only this time
there's not pointing fingers
and no laughter following me


People have called me weak
all my life
They were right
but when I was at my weakest point
I raised up and survived

People have called me weak
but I know they are wrong
I know I'm strong
I know I'm strong
I know ...

I am strong