I am the strongest of the strong
So weak my bones will snap, from the pressure
your touch
I am the bravest of the brave
So scared I might never let you, in
I am the highest of the high
small and short of sight
I will never forget
I am the coldest of the frost
My heart is chilled
my lungs are glossed
Tired and pale in summers heat
tanned and scorched from winters streets
We all have been here
A familiar place
When do we come back,
When i see your face?
Thank you for everything I have
and for everything I have lost
Thank your for all the people
and all of life's costs
Broken prose and tinkling phrase
Words are the keys to the minds maze
