Looking back upon my life
I wonder how I did survive.
Some things that I have been through
were hard to taste and tough to chew.
Loosing loved ones, loosing faith.
Never ever feeling safe.
All I wanted was to hide
in that darkness was no light.
But there was someone with me there
when I needed her so much.
I know these people are so rare
but there never out of touch.
I started to fight
towards the light.
And after a time of hell
I was finally feeling well.
There are so many good things too
and now it's time to renew.
I refuse to take my sorrow
and live with it towards tomorrow.
Although the scars don't make me younger
what doesn't kill me makes me stronger.