

These"scars"are just bruisesI've always been told that everyone loses But no one told me these "scars" were just bruises They'd go away as fast as they came And my life would never have to be the sameThese"scars"are just bruises
I've always been told that everyone's different But I didn't know I'd be judged for that And that people would notice the things that I lack
No one ever told me I would waste my whole life fearing something that wasn't there And loving someone who doesn't care
They didn't say I'd be waiting for something that'll never return And making mistakes I've already made And that I'd never learn
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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