i found grace

LOST

I feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture with a broken frame
Alone and helpless, like I’ve lost my fight
But I’ll be alright
‘Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you’re made of
You might bend ‘til you break
‘Cause it’s all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you’ve had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand
Life’s like a novel with the end ripped out
The edge of a canyon with only one way down
Take what you’re given before it’s gone
And start holdin’ on
Every time I get up and get back in the race
One more small piece of me starts to fall into place
Then I stand

posted by Elizabeth @ 11:25:00 PM