One day she's fine,
She feels like she can do anything.
The next she's lost,
losing site of what she want.
One day her smile,
shines so bright,
the whole room stares.
The next she's sad,
and in tears.
Her life a constant battle,
a push and pull.
She tries to find balance,
tries to hold on.
She gives her all,
even though she doesn't want,
to give any.
She tries to stand,
but that weight is on her,
pushing her down.
Yet something's trying to,
pull her up.
It's a constant tug-of-war.
A constant fight.
I hope she's finds that balance.
I hope she finds it soon,
cause she's on the verge,
of giving up.