I once wept in your presence and you judged me.
You were right, I'm weak.
In all my solitude I grasped a hand,
In all my suffering I leaned on many shoulders,
Through highs and lows I was held with love.

So now I face the world alone,
You dare call me weak?
Climb and sore with no hand to hold,
You dare call me weak?
Man my own battles and slit my own throats,
You dare call me weak?
Look you in the eyes and say "I don't need you anymore",
You dare weep in front of me?

                                                       *s.q.