Strength of Youth

I heard the Angels whisper,
But I remained in oblivion.
I felt the willows shift
In the winds of this never-ending winter.

Ten years I've fought
To keep myself alive.
Ten years I've fought,
Discerning truth from lies,
Escaping a mother
With more than distaste in her eyes,
And a murderous uncle
Who never cared whether I lived or died.
 

Make myself bleed
To make me feel alive.
Thinking maybe I should leave,
And be embraced by the beckoning fire.
 

Then I look into the mirror, 
The one that shows my soul,
And I know that I'm not done here;
I still have places to go.
 

I may not be perfect, 
And damn well will never be pure,
But as long as there are others out there,
Then for now I'm sure
That I have to stay, and I have to fight,
I have to save all that I can, 
And be a Guiding Light.
 

I've fought this war
Longer than I wanted,
But I'll keep fighting
And finish what I started.

Stay strong is what you do,
Though exceedingly difficult,
It is the unyielding truth.
And when you think you'd rather lose,
Just remember this:
Destiny is not what you get;
It is the path that you choose.