To know, to love, to breathe
It hurts to know that I’ll never be
The girl once I used to be
The one that would always laugh
The one that you knew would always be strong
The feeling is real, the truth is sealed
I cry in the dark, as I know I cut too deep.
The blood is like the rain,
In every way, it drifts away
The scars are real,
But the wounds in the heart
Have adorned another’s mark
If you only knew what I’ve been through,
Or maybe you could take a walk in my shoes.