I Am the Weakest Link...
Can you see the bodies piled on tops of one another?
My strength is draw from that which would destroy me.
Taking these things into consideration, I look down upon me
I feel I am no stronger than any other person.
Just better at hiding my weakness.
Not being able to show my true colors.
Not being able to show the true weakness within.
I hide it from the world, fearing that all would see me weak.
And in seeing me weak they would come in for the kill.
I would not be able to protect myself, I would cease to exist.
Looking at it through these eyes.
I feel now that I am not the strong one.
But perhaps the weakest of them all.
Copyright © Joseph Silva | Year Posted 2006
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