Tell them
I tried
Tell them
I thought I was alone
that I tore myself apart
but I was blind to see
it was my blood
staining my hands
tell them
I still tried
tell them
what you hear
can both hurt you
and heal you
cut you up
and glue you back together again
tell them
to stay strong
I know, cliche
but listen anyway
your nightmares
dont leave when you sleep
they have voices when you wake
they tell you that you have no choices to make
