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Strong

Here I sit, stare nothingness through my tears, seeing nothing but a pain,
feeling how life just fall through my fingers, like ashes, without meaning,
tears burning my soul, cutting my eyes, filling me with the numbness...


Here I live when others are hurt, and it hurts me, hurt because of the life,
why I am lucky one, Why I manage to get through that pain, through the sorrow,
all it hurts me, life is so unfair, hurting just like random, hurting innocent...

Here I wonder what have granted me this special favour, power over the pain,
favour to avoid most pain, favour to be as I am, be as so strong as I am,
it hurts me because of the weak, it hurts but I'll survive because I am strong...