The Fire Within

so put-out
so alone
sometimes
so confused
so tired
so weary
all the time
can hardly find
the strength to look
at the road before me-
how could I ever cross it
if the mere glance
sets my head spinning
makes me tired...

so tired...

I need to be strong,
I need to be there,
for those I love,
and those who love me.

I need to draw
the strength somehow
from my very core
from the fire within.

so injured
so weary
so tired of this grunge
this everyday muck
that I've put up with so long...

I'm drifting away
on the cold, lonely wind
I'm fading within...

No. I will be strong.
I will go on and hold on,
though life changes every moment
turns sour just when I've got it straight,
I'll carry my weight,
I'll find my own strength,
from the fire within me.