Atlas

It's hard being the strong one.

It's hard not to complain.

I know its only logical that

No one would care.

My shoulders were never strong

but the world is too heavy to bear.

Yet, I do it for You

though you'd never ask me to.

I'll carry the world for you

I owe that much to you.

It's hard being the one who's always left in the rain.

It's hard to smile through the pain.

If the wind blew hard I feel I could break

but passing storms reveal there's more I can take.

Everytime I lose someone,

Everytime I bruise,

I find the strength to soilder on,

I find the voice to chose,

To wake up,

To look up ,

To bare it all for you.

No one will love you

like I do

and I'll never say it to you,

but you know that it's true.

I'll keep it locked up inside

but you'll know when I show it.

I carry the world for you

and you'll never know it.