Sitting at my pc watching the cursor blink the cadence is 1-2... 1-2... feeling down so I reach out for my friends but their hands I can't seem to find and grab hold to. Where is my piece of mind? Feels like I'm running out of time, but I know for sure I can't be that close to the finish line. I rack my brain in search of the answer, inconsolably on the inside I weep. Though my thoughts be random, I remember the promises that I keep. Never lie, never hurt. Always defy what won't work. You can't begin to understand how I feel. On the inside I'm confounded in fear, while on the outside I wear my smile, if you knew you'd wonder how and be piteous of the circumstance I stare in the face now. If you could just articulate what it is my eyes say. Anticipate the ways in which I embrace my days, then you'd say.. She's got the heart of a lion. Strength of a tiger. That spark just like fire. The joy found in Zion. The faith to move mountains. The patience to find what can't be found, the love that makes the world go 'round. But still enough tears to overwhelm fountains. You say where's my comfort? I say in every line and every verse. You say where is my help that heals? I say I just look to the hills.