give me strength, give me strength
to endure-endure
i’m quite sure
inside is
a
crawling reaching
meant to tear me down

i can’t change
it-
i try to change myself
try to put on
the shell
wear it,with
the best way i
can-but i
i am not sure
i’m not sure
i think i need
surgery
--to change
the inside

i’ve been walking away
jogging-running every day
to put this feeling
down,but i don’t know
now
if this
is
really me
how i’m supposed
to be

on the
outside
i’m fine,don’t worry
it’s fine
i keep my mind
set on
the
beautiful i
feel alive
for
even though
she may never
come

inside
me
it’s like a
uterus-a womb
i’m giving
birth
to
life,i think
it’s all right
--it’s all right-
i’ve got all them
connected
all of them hooked in
--my will will win-
trial and error, this is
how it’s been,
i want to know
this pain,this strain
called living,giving
having this inside
i want to know
that pain

 
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