Still Standing Here.

Here I am again,

Feeling a little numb.

A little weak, and out of breath,

Feeling like I have nothing left.

But I'm still standing here,

In the midst of my hurt and tears.

Still trudging along,

Discerning right from wrong.

Bodys feeling shaken and stirred,

Wanting out just like a caged bird.

Feeling a little beaten and bruised,

No matter how hard I try, still feeling confused.

But I'm still standing here,

In the midst of my hurt and tears.

Still trudging along,

Discerning right from wrong.

Walking down this muddy road,

On my shoulders, laid a big burden load.

Slowly letting it down,

Going down without a sound.

But I'm still standing here,

In the midst of my hurt and tears.

Still trudging along,

Discerning right from wrong.