A Prayer for the Weak.

I don't stand for anything.

But I refuse to fall.

And even if I trip

I will hold tight my grip

On to the dirt, grounded down so small

I don't fight for anything

But I fight for myself

I would claw through bare eyes

Break a heart, tell some lies

Just not for some body else

I'll keep strong
I'll move a long
I'll stay fit
I won't quit
I am here
Show no fear

I don't stand for anything.