You must have gone through a lot of pain

Must have seen a lot of dead eyes

Heard a lot of heartless voices

But that's not everyone

And it shouldn't destroy your hope

It's easy to classify things

But it's not always as it seems

And it's not always one way

Sometimes I think about addressing it

But I do not think you're ready to hear it

Or even believe it

I don't think I can blame you

Especially knowing the scars that drive you

But that's not what's right

And I'd never cut the same way

I worry if it's that you don't want it to be another way

That you don't want to be wrong

Maybe because you can't see it differently

Or else it would hurt

Or mean something else

Perhaps the song played out so many times

Perhaps it's all you've ever known

But it's different

And I cannot find a gentle manner of saying it

But my lips and heart don't share the same silence

I hope maybe one day you can understand

Before it's too late

But we pick our walks

I just hope maybe we could take the same road

At least for a short distance

But sometimes birds of a feather just flock together

And a soul might love one pulling the other way

But we have to pick our destiny

And I hope nothing but the best

And maybe that's enough to keep me going

And I hope you too can find healing

And perhaps leave out those scars that have tormented you