I Will Survive

I’m chocking on your words

I tell myself I’m bigger than your voice

I’m drifting away from your echoes

I tell myself I’m stronger than your sounds

I survived


Give me one reason to stay here

Make me change my mind

You don’t make it easy to be here

Until then, I can’t change my mind

I’m surviving


My spirit is screaming for relief

Tired of playing charades

Now you see me, now you don’t

This hide and seek game must stop

What exactly am I searching for?

I’ll survive

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