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.