I am alive, and that's something.
I mean, that's a very big something.
It's amazing to be alive.
Sometimes it hurts like a son-of-a-bitch,
But it is no less amazing because of it.
Sometimes every breath hurts.
Sometimes pain makes you feel dead.
But that you feel anything at all is a sign of life.
I am awake, I choose to live with my eyes open.
Though I am easily blinded, at times,
I still fight to keep my eyes open.
I can feel love, and that's something, too.
Sometimes I forget, because the pain overpowers,
But that I can still find my ability to love
Inside all the pain
Must be a good thing.
Don't you think?