I am still alive,

And that’s saying something for me.

I worked through the tears

And it was not all for nothing.

 

So why do people complain

When I say that with pride?

I worked so hard

When others never tried.

  

The world was a mess,

So full of confusion and full of stress.

I made it out with my mind,

Know that I did survive.

 

I survived the emotions

That others never felt.

I was all alone,

There was no one else.

 

I survived the crashes

That brought me down to tears.

They bring back the pain

Of all my former years.

 

I accepted that life would be rough

When I could have given up.

I fought to be myself

With the help of no one else.

 

I made it.

I am alive.

Through the depression

I did survive.