Chains

My whole life is surrounded by pain

In fact, it's made me who I am.

Having to hide my feelings fills me with sorrow,

as I trudge day after day.

I guess you can say it's the foundation of my strength.

Everything I am today is because of this pain.

I've turned my pain into a rock.

A place where I lean on when I'm tired of faking happiness.

A place I run from when I get a glimpse of true happiness.

I long to feel free from it, but it has kept me captive,

prisoner in chain, yet no resentment; for it has made me strong.

Strong enough to stand in this world