The struggle that I'm fighting from within

Which continues from day's beginning and night's end

I know no one will ever understand,

The tribulations I am forced to hold in

On this battle field I will stand,

Which continues from heaven's kingdom to life's end

The life I am living continues to expand

But I feel the hopeless troubles,

Is it wrong to ask for a helping hand?

 

Then I seek the helping hand

And it reaches and extends

It helps me get to the next bend

I feel as mighty as the little engine that can

But then the helping hand, 

Lets go of my feeble hand

The struggle I feel again,

Now I'm the little engine that could 

Instead of the little engine that can

 

From the battle of love and hate, I gain scars that will never mend

Confusion invades my senses, but turned on my defenses

Without thinking I dive in

All the fiends I thought were friends,

Secretly intend to raise a false hand, 

Behind my back do they pretend,

To understand the struggles I impend?

 

Its a continuous cycle that happens again and again

By my side I want you to defend, 

But on I,

I should depend

I am afraid that if I make amends

This nightmare will transcend not condescend

This fight, this struggle it must end

The struggle that I'm fighting from within.