Struggles

It isn't left,

and it isn't right.

After all of this time,

didn't you know she'd be alright?

Whether in fair weather

whether in rain.

She floats like a feather,

through all of the pain.

Look at her now,

she's shining through.

Picking up pieces

and giving us clues.

She isn't strong.

And no she's not weak.

The roadway is long

before she finds what she seeks.

Time goes by fast

and she will go far.

No tears for the past.

She has SO many scars.

But they will remind her,

and she won't forget.

How she first got there

and what all she kept.

So it isn't wrong

and it isn't right.

To know that she's goin'

to be fine tonight.