I couldn't be any more so.
I run away when there is trouble,
I can't stay and fight.
I try to fight, I try to be strong,
I try to stand up for what I beleive in.
But some how I fail.
Weak, Thats what I am!
A weak kid.
I'm worthless, helpless, worthless.
Now that I'm here,
I might finally change,
From weak into to strong.
This might be the day,
Thats what I always tell myself.
But that day never comes.
Hope, I must keep hope,
That the day might be tomorrow,
Or maybe the next day or the day after that.