It's hard to smile
at my reflection,
when I wake up, I wonder why
all I see, are the imperfections.
All the proof that i'm not alright.
Oh and I confess
that none of this makes sense,
A new struggle everyday, ohhh
But I know sometimes,
we gotta be lost to find,
to find our way
don't be afraid
Even the strong cry,
when no one's looking
we try not to be scared on the outside,
but I know that there's strength from the fall,
it's not weak, to be weak at all.
behind these eyes,
a world is hiding
where I feel safe, but so alone
all these scars, they keep me fighting
for a place I can call my own
Oh and I confess
that none of this makes sense,
A new struggle everyday, ohhh
But I know sometimes,
we gotta be lost to find,
to find our way
don't be afraid
Even the strong cry,
when no one's looking
we try not to be scared on the outside,
but I know that there's strength from the fall,
it's not weak, to be weak at all.
this got me through some really hard times. I was getting bullied and I kept telling myself that I couldn't cry. this taught me that I could cry and that it was okay.