standing in front of a raging beast..
I hold my ground.. I wonder why..
My hand and is shaking, my resolve is shattering..
Why am I still standing?
should have ran away by now..
but something keeps me steady..
the strings that keep me going..
the silver linings as you may..
keeps it together, prevents disarray..
with people behind the scenes holding me up..
i boldly step up and enter this fray..
face to face and head on i charge forward..
for everybody...
