Still Alive

When bleeding is feeling and feeling ain't real,
When dying is living but living's a deal
When breathing is burden we all have to bear
And screaming is singing for others to hear

When cutting is painting masterpieces in your arm
To heal it slowly and still see the art
When fearing makes us hold on longer
And falling apart only makes us stronger

When dreaming is awaking into the surreal
When joy is something we are not to feel
When losing is winning but winning won't last
And forgetting is remembering the darkness of the past

When crying is opening the door to the soul
When running away is finding your true home
When solitude is pain but pain is understated
When chains are broken and hopes are mended

When trust is something we are not taught to share
When shame is what's left with empty regrets
When looking is not seeing for being so blind
And lying is hiding so others can't find

When hearing is not listening for being so deaf
When in the eyes of a newborn we all find death
When reaching is letting go for not finding a hand
And talking is not speaking for not being wise

When passing by each day
We find ourselves dealing with life
Is when we open our eyes and realize:
We're still alive.