Standing Alone
                                                         by Chase

           I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.

           See the hope and courage in the strength of the petals.
           As long as I am, I will be.
           The flower will never wilt or die.
           As my life grows back, I shall become strong.
           I shall become only dependent on one.
           That one will be me.
           I will rise with my petals high.
           My life as a flower will bloom and prosper as I grow.
           I may not be the pick of the patch, but I am just as beautiful as the rest.

           I will stand as one, but not a lonely soul.
           The tears will be far from my smile.