In the lonely forest you may fall down
Not a soul will be there to see or hear you
The cold hard ground will chill you to the core
The grubs may crawl through you
And the hurt will take over
If no one is there to see you fall
Is standing up truly worth it?
No, maybe not.

You look up into the sky and wonder
Why am I like this?
Why has the world forgotten about me?
Will I ever be more than I've ever been?
You close your eyes
The tears are brisk
The shine makes your eyes look beautiful
You force a smile
You lift your body off the floor
Your strength wavers but its not gone
Something deep inside brews
Is it a storm?
Is it a rainbow?
Is it a call to carry on?

The answer is of no relevance
Your body without your consent has already risen
Your mind has given in but your soul refuses
You look back on the spot where you allowed yourself to fall
You turn away and walk on with a smile
A triumphant fist finds itself piercing the sky
You have no more questions
Only reason
You realize that maybe just maybe
We are who we are