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.
Copyright © Kendra Christensen | Year Posted 2018
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