Strength

What makes you all believe i'm so strong
I don't think so, but I could be wrong.
Strength lies not in reactions to pain
But in a life where the finished product is gain.
Why can't I stop this?
Why can't I hide?
I don't want to be strong
or show off my pride.
I want whispers that scream out my name
And blankets of glory that won me this game.
Play it I shall, and win it I will,
The big plays are what give me the thrill.
At the end of the day all that strength shows
Is that once weakness invaded my woes.