Im a survivor of a broken past,
Im a fighter made to last.
My mind is a night that is starless,
all my thoughts are wandering in darkness.

No one can hear me scream,
all they see is a girl stuck in a dream.
But the truth is Im in a nightmare,
and Im gasping for some freash air.

Somedays I feel like dying,
when I lay in my bed crying.
But then I remember,
that my heart is a glowing ember.

And it can grow big as a forest fire,
for everyone to see and admire.
Beacuse.
Im a survivor built to last,
Im a fighter who fought my past.