When....

When I can’t tell my days from my nights or the moon from the stars

When I can’t imagine living free, not hiding behind these ugly scars

When I can’t hold my head up and be proud of things I've done

Then I'll know, I'm fighting a war that can’t be won

When my friends turn their back on me and walk away

When I'm too ashamed to fall down on my knees to pray

When I look in the mirror and can’t stand who I see

Then I'll know, I don’t have any fight left in me

When I've done all that I can possibly do and then some

When I don’t have any words to pray, I find a song to hum

When I finally realize that trouble don’t always last

Then I'll know, this too shall pass