314. What Does Not Kill Me Will Only Disappoint Me

What does not kill me will only disappoint me what only weakens me must burn and die though my wings are bruised and broken still you will not stop me if I spread them to fly What will not love must truly hate me will except no middle ground while I've gone and lost the part that's you so much more there is to be found What won't freeze must be pure cold hearted what won't melt will surely burn if you cannot be one to teach and lead then you must follow and of your place learn What does not kill me will only disappoint me what only weakens me must burn and die though my wings were bruised and broken I was still able to spread them wide and fly