When the night is at its darkest
When the moon becomes a stranger
When you don't have to close your eyes
To count the scars on your soul
Just smile,
Stay strong,
And hold on...
There'll be fireflies in Summer.
Why does it have to be so hard?
This living?
One moment you’re content feeling nothing
And in the next, there is too much...
It's like someone’s watching;
Making sure you crumble again
Just to see if you can get up
One more time...