Barely Holding On

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It's been a tough week.
Sure, there've been bright spots
and good moments.
Still, it's been a little rough.
I feel all old-fashioned/cheesy when I say this,
but when I'm down, I have a "go to" song.
It's sung by the marvelous vocals of Cher
and sums up what I need to be true of me when life hits.
I've copied the lyrics and video,
so feel free to make it your "go to" song, too. 

Feeling broken
Barely holding on
But there's just something so strong
Somewhere inside me
And I am down but I'll get up again
Don't count me out just yet

I've been brought down to my knees
And I've been pushed way past the point of breaking
But I can take it
I'll be back
Back on my feet
This is far from over
You haven't seen the last of me
You haven't seen the last of me

They can say that
I won't stay around
But I'm gonna stand my ground
You're not gonna stop me
You don't know me
You don't know who I am
Don't count me out so fast

There will be no fade out
This is not the end
I'm down now
But I'll be standing tall again
Times are hard but
I was built tough
I'm gonna show you all what I'm made of

I've been brought down to my knees
And I've been pushed way past the point of breaking
But I can take it
I'll be back
Back on my feet
This is far from over
I am far from over
You haven't seen the last of me




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