The Best of me
You think you got the best of me
Had me begging, and begging
To be set free.
Only what you did not know,
Is your pain made me grow.
And I am not near as alone…
As you are, in the deep of the night,
I stand tall and see the light.
Because of you, I will not lose the fight.
You think you got the best of me,
I fight more… a little harder daily,
Push you back as far as can be.
I will not be set back,
For you, I refuse to lack,
The fight that got me from hell and back.
When you are far away from me,
Nothing to hold, having no place with me.
You will see, you made me stronger, never got the best of me.
© bipolarmuse 2012