Resilience

If the world can cry tears  
They would be red  
For all the blood shed going on everyday  
We are fighting a losing battle between life and death  
It seems that the cards are in deaths favor  
Since these days the gift of life is not cherished  
 
I feel like a caged bird who is dying to be set free  
Free from the intrusive thoughts in my head that tightly has their shackles wrapped around me  
Free from the weight of the world caving in on me and trying to crush my spirit  
Just free from the old me  
Ready to shed the skin away of the woman that I use to be  
 
But, sometimes chasing freedom comes with a price  
Freedom cannot just be handed to you on a silver platter  
You have to jump hurdles and swim through wading waters, just to get it  
Many people die without successfully living the life that they dream for themselves  
 
 
Who said life would be an easy and swift race  
Oh no, you have to take your time and get through it at your own pace  
My blood, sweat and tears will not be released in vain
I will fight tooth and nail,  
Run through vines and thorns, taking every cut with stride  
Just to make the most of this short thing called life