Weaker

I thought I could pull through
Even when I was stabbed in the back by you
Now that I have pulled through for you tim and time again
All those times I pulled through for you
I have become weaker
Weaker with every second I stand with you
I look stonger and act stronger
But really I'm just getting weaker
With every breathe and every strain
I love you
And I don't wnat to leave
But is it really good for me to stay like this
Struggling to do anything and everything
Just to see you smile once more