Sometimes Life becomes a struggle,
I feel that I can barely breathe.
It feels like Life has torn me open
and then left me there to bleed.
It feels like Lifes entire purpose is to bring me to my knees
and then when I am fully broken
Life will call the crows to feed.
Life will bruise me and abuse me
continue on despite my pleas
and because Life is so cunning
no one else will ever see.
It knows all my greatest failures.
It knows all my biggest fears.
So it waits to catch me all alone
and whispers in my ear,
"No one wants to see your struggle.
No one wants to see your tears."
And then as if these quiet words alone were not enough,
Life screams at me so loudly,
"You know your life's not so tough!
Those people have a real struggle,
their lives are a thousand times as rough!"
And because what Life is saying is a truth I can't deny
I will never share my struggle,
no one will see me cry.
And if they ask me how I'm doing
I will tell them I am fine.