Where I’m From...

A long line of struggles,

Is where I’m from.

For many months,

Depression, abandonment was my home.

 

All that I longed for,

Was someone who would say,

That all of this terror, all this pain,

Would all someday fade away

 

We look behind us,

At this broken road.

While there’s someone beside us,

Helping to carry the load.

 

Though the weight of the world,

Is crashing down around.

“Keep your head up and be strong,”

Is what I was told, and it was profound.

 

We all have our struggles,

We all have our pain

We all have our sorrows,

We wait for it to go away,

While in the end it’s gain.

 

Things come our way,

The reason unknown.

If you hear one thing that I say,

Just know that you’re not alone.