I Love the Smell of Matches Burning

I love the smell of matches burning, ashes turning, horrid memories burning
They give me that sweet release, the one that makes my worries cease, that makes my breath release
I would say that it wasn't worth it, to let me sink down in this pit, to feel a feeling and show it
But I'd be lying; God knows I'm trying, to forget all of your lying
But I'll stand tall, I'm a fighter who'll fight through this all, and come out skyscraper tall
I am strong, enough to see that you were wrong, enough to fight to stay strong
My heart may be broken to shreds, my eyes filled with tears unshed, but I refuse to stay torn to shreds
Time heals all wounds and what doesn't break you makes you stronger, so I refuse to stay in this depressing state any longer, because regardless of whatever I went through I know I can come out stronger