What is all this? What have I become?
How could I let the strings of my life become undone?
This façade is a clever one as I\'ve fooled even me,
Confused every time I look in the mirror by the reflection I see.
Why did I choose so long ago to be this way?
I can not blame anyone, for my choices each day.
I\'m tired of my dependency on everything,
The truth of my weaknesses are overwhelming.
Wanting to give up and throw in the towel,
yet my stubborn spirit will not allow.
Constantly at the grind each day,
slowly my mind seems to drift away.
The only thing that keeps me grounded,
Is one very real friend,
But my burdens are my own to bare,
even though the offered shoulder is there to share,
Exhausted of avoiding reality, but stubborn enough to carry on,
God give me strength and courage until this battle is done.