ive sat by the weak and weary
ive fed him while he couldnt move
i met the demon of cancer
in young and old
ive sat with the addict
and told him in strengths
i believed in what could be
ive sat amongst the survivors
who saw their lovers die
and ive held their hand
and looked to the sky
as if to say "I'll see you soon, oh loved one"

hardship, after hardship, after hardship.
and to think-these were the people closest to me

ive sat around weeping too many days,
and now i am much too strong for your pettiness.