There is no true definition For what we strive to be For what we want people to see And what we never feel. Being strong is not a choice It's a state of being It's beyond seeing And it stands high.
True strength is forced upon you When you can't take it anymore And life keeps handing you more But you don't have the choice to fall.
It becomes a habit Turns into who you are No way to sway too far Near the way you used to be. No longer caring You become cold Now being bold In the very worst of ways.
Because as I hide behind my pain I push everyone away And face each and every day With a mindset of fighting alone. My friends don't see it The struggle and pain With their stares of vain Not breaking my barriers.
I know it's gone too far "Strength" taking over my fear I watch my friends disappear And still don't let them see my pain. But the words haunt me deep "You wanna shut yourself in go ahead" I feel him giving up on me "I'm trying to help you" "I'm sorry"
I've always considered strength as how well you can hide the pain. And I guess my mask has turned into a problem. The quotes are from one of my best friends who I haven't had a real conversation with for probably a month. I'm basically sitting back and watching my friends leave because they can't stand my distance. I'm sorry guys, I do love you and am grateful for your attempts. For everyone else, strength isn't being heartless. Don't let your fear destroy who you are. Because it can and will. And then you will need to be strong forreal; alone.