These burdens are mine to carry with or without you by my side.
I must see these walls close in, even if I have not tried.
Every lesson learned is just another story to prove I have cried.
I wipe these fallen teardrops, before I have time to realize.
I close this chapter, because it's becoming to old to criticize.
I stand tall before you, because instead of falling, I rise.
Your never to old to admit to any mistakes of the past.
Your never to smart to back down, because you know it won't last.
Your never the only one who holds on to tight.
Your not the only one who gives up, without a fight.
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