survivor

oh my stare was blank

and my heart was blue

for the slip was pink

and my face it would have been too

were i not a survivor

were i not a survivor

for the mentally ill

and their advocates

and pride that comes

from knowing you didn't quit

i commend the survivors

i commend the survivors

who endure and endure

and when they shut the door

somehow they still endure and endure and endure

and though the milk is spilled

and the dye is cast

and the fire drill...

well all that's in the past

you are still a survivor

you are still a survivor

who endures and endures

and though they've shut the door

somehow you still endure and endure and endure

suzi's request:

What is your song idea?

I need a song about getting fired from a social work job because fire drills were turned in late. Mentally ill were advocated for, heart and soul was poured into helping people, but those damned drills...

describe your song in one word

Survivor