Still haunt and torment you in the dark
You might wish for a hit to your flesh knowing that it will fade
Because the wounds to your soul often remain for long after they were made
Our hearts will hurt and our hearts will bleed- but those scars are crying something lovely
They're saying "Look! I've made it this far!"
All taking part in the story of who you are
They're proof that even though you were hurt, you still moved along
The tears once streaming down your face, built you up and made you strong
There's no reason to hide your scars, you're only to wear them proud.
Tell your stories! Tell them loud.
Maybe you aren't who you were before your heart was hurt
You're like a beautiful flower, once growing up through dirt
So embrace the pain and let the wounds sting
for you never know the strength and beauty that this cut could bring. ||