I’m Not That Strong

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.” – Emily Dickinson

I’m not that strong
I know, tell you something you don’t know
I know I belong
Wherever you may go

So, what do I have to fear?
You could not be more sincere
But all I have is brokenness to give

No, I’m not that strong
But you give me something I can believe
I know it’s magical
Like a joker up your sleeve

So, what do I have to fear?
You could not be more sincere
But all I have is brokenness to give

Late at night while my back’s against the bed
Always wrestling with the voices screaming inside my head
It gets confusing when you think of losing everything, everything

I’m not that strong
I know, tell you something you don’t know
I know I belong
Wherever you may go