I am afraid of being strong, I've been that before and it took
almost a decade to remove the barricades when love finally came along.
I am afraid of learning to be alone again
because once my mind learns of the beauty of desolation
it'll burn all the bridges and I'll shut myself behind closed doors.
Am afraid of learning to live with the pain of a broken heart,
I can't let my soul taste the bitter sweet of breaking apart...
I just want to be weak until I can find strength again,
I want to cry until there's no more tears for at the very end of grief lives relief.
I don't want to flip the switch, I've been down that road,
it's a very long one, this time I might not come back from it.
I don't want to be strong, strength is my weakness.