How can you be living if you’re not alive?
Or if you’re just living to survive
Too scared to cross the line, you hide
Never leave the house without a bottle at your side.
It could hit you any time any place
The black dots dizzy, flat on your face
Can’t breathe can’t see heart race
Another attack another basket case.
But I couldn’t live dead anymore
Life is for living, even on the floor
Life is for opening every door
I remembered I’m here not here to fall but soar.
I learned I’m stronger than I first thought
I learned peace of mind is found, not bought
I learned I would’ve won if I’d just fought
It’s okay to feel and feel a lot.