Not Me

That’s not me
What I see isn’t me
Fought all my life to be here
Yet the reflection
Is a poor copy of who I am

It shows the sadness
The lines across my face
I look weak in this version
Don’t believe this is me at all
Took a lot of fire to burn everything in my way

I’ve gotten older I’ve gotten tired
If I had listened to the voices then
I would not be here now
My heartbeat continues
It’s the only thing I’m sure of

It seems I’m a survivor in every sense
The strength to breathe
Is the instinct I was born with
When I have hit the lowest depths
It has brought me back from the brink