To every person
Hurt is different.
Some can take take lots
Others very little.
I'm not always afraid to be injured.
Not when it saves another.
But when another does
The same thing as I
My heart begins to race.
I'd rather be the one who
Must experience the rough part of life
Than see the ones I love be in pain.
I know what I can take
But I don't know others' limits.
But everyone around me
Still has bitter in their past.
While I still feel unscathed.
I say sorry to those who know
I try to help
But I never seem to do it right.
Cause hurt is different for everyone.
