All these tears
All this pain
All these years
Wasted, the same
All these looks
All these glares
All these crooks
And no one's cared

I'll still be me
I'll still be free
I'll still be the one to part that red sea
I'll still be loving
I'll still be kind
I'll still be something
Even if I go blind

I'll still be okay
And I'll still find a way
I'll still rise up
And be able to say
That life was hard
And life was crushing
But I'll hold onto the light
And turn the dark into something
Hidden in the night

Brusied up and scarred
But surviving is my life
I've turned it into an art
And one day it'll change
And...