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Jun 2015
I look out dead in the eyes and strangers are all I see
I wonder if they know my struggle, have they seen what I've seen?
And I promise I don't mean to be mean but
I got life in my grips and doom is screaming don't you dare slip
No I don't mean to be mean but it's better than being seen

And her smile makes me feel like I'm young again
Like I haven't been holding the world on my shoulders
Like I haven't stared death square in the eyes
Like I haven't tried to say goodbye so many times

Yeah life can get ugly, but what is it trying to tell you?
Cause it'll keep throwing punches until it gets through
Don't talk about my mother and no I'm not my father
I try my best I wanna be nothing like them
I step right and keep treading, trying to get farther.
Lessons learned and merits earned, I finally find what it takes

And some days
I just hold onto hope of operating at that same frequency
See, I've fighting to be free on the daily
I fight for what I love, no I don't love to fight
But on a warriors brain is the pleasure in the pain,
The beauty in the struggle,
No one battles in vain

And when I feel like I can't fight anymore
It's the opportunities that come knocking
You don't grow stronger unless you strain
Life won't get brighter without a little rain

So I'll dance in the rain
And smile through the strain
Until I leave this place
Feel the breeze on my face
As I walk off the pain
For miles and miles
It's the beauty in the struggle
Holly O'Brien
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