Strong
That's how everyone sees me,
I'm weak hardly standing on my two feet.
Hardly making it through the day,
Any second I'm going to break.
My true feelings will soon show.
But No..
I am strong,
I am confident,
I am brave.
I'm ready to face the day.
That's what they think
I wake up and say.
Living that lie everyone believes.
No chance of me being free
Free ... of me
I'm not that girl 'strong and free'
That's just how they define me.
That girl you see walking on the streets
Is experienceing this feeling she does not know
Playing strong is all she's ever known
All she's ever been told was to "Be Bold"
This feeling wasn't right but it was beginning to take over her life...