Dissect my mental health piece by piece until there's nothing left of me
Try to find that glint of hope amongst the pile of ashes on the ground
It's a needle in a haystack
A pin amongst a thousand needles
It's a futile fight, I know
Tip-toe one step two steps careful, careful don't come crashing down
Don't look down, don't look back, just keeping moving along
It's a thin piece of fragile glass
A grain of sand against the vast
Ocean of the past
But I will challenge the odds
Fight the futile fight
And when I return victorious
I'll be stronger!
Day in, day out, continuing on the same dull mundane path
Snow angels in the the ashes that litter the ground
And then you'll see it
You'll believe it, you'll find it
Right there and then
Hold the flickering hope in your tiny hands
You're the future, you found the needle in the haystack
You're worth it
You fought it
You have hope
You can challenge the odds
Fight the futile fights
Return victorious
And be stronger than before