You've given me plenty of reasons to scream
Or stab you back and make you pay.
But I've held solid while you willed me to crack.
Because a second gunshot doesn't drown out the first,
And a storm somewhere else doesn't dry up your rain.
But I didn't restrain from breaking to keep you whole.
I stood tall for me.
Not my future or the things I will be,
But for what I was and am today.
Because I don't need to see you fall apart in order for me to be put back together.
