One Window, Just One

One window is all I need. Coming home from a long day, motionless on my bed trying to find the strength to get up and go on I look at myself in a mirror, hum songs stuck in my head I wish I could smile and believe, believe that through all this pain that I am stronger they think I get stronger every day I'm still alive, but I believe I am growing weaker as I move on, living, surviving, fighting, to believe in myself and find the strength within me Now I see one window is all I need.