When I can’t tell my days from my nights or the moon from the stars
When I can’t imagine living free, not hiding behind these ugly scars
When I can’t hold my head up and be proud of things I’ve done
Then I’ll know, I’m fighting a war that can’t be won
When my friends turn their back on me and walk away
When I’m too ashamed to fall down on my knees to pray
When I look in the mirror and can’t stand who I see
Then I’ll know, I don’t have any fight left in me
When I’ve done all that I can possibly do and then some
When I don’t have any words to pray, I find a song to hum
When I finally realize that trouble don’t always last
Then I’ll know, this too shall pass
My True Essence 