rising.

As the smoke clears - I awaken,
And untangle you from me.
Would it make you feel better to watch me, while I bleed?
All my windows still are broken, but I'm standing on my feet.

You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I am,
Like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper.
Go on and try to tear me down.
I will be rising from the ground,
Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper.