When there is nothing left to believe in I still have faith in me; In the way I could survive it all, The way I could get out of bed each morning no matter how terrible my nights have been, And in the way my dear I could always stand so tall and so strong no matter how many hands have left me, even when I needed them the most. I will always have faith in the woman I am becoming, because she is the bravest of all whom I’ve know …
