Like the threatening clouds that are starting to form
And the darkness and tension of today’s thunderstorm
I feel trapped in the heat and so ready to burst
Like I’m falling from the sky, and falling head-first.
Can I catch myself now? Before it’s too late?
Before I spew words of anger, of bitterness and hate?
Will I be the one to erupt in a flood?
That will drench, perhaps drown everyone that i could?
Or will I conquer my own self with a strong-sounding boom
Like the thunder that seems to be shaking my room
Or will I light up the world with a moment-long streak
And with my pain, go and heal others feeling bleak
There are so many ways to take hardship and strain
Without pounding it heavily on everyone’s window pane
And the strength that it takes to overcome one’s own being
So yes, sometimes that silver lining has but nothing to do
With whether your situation has all but improved
That light’s just a reflection of what you carry within
YOUR strength and the way that YOU fight and YOU win.