My past does not define me
My innocence is not ignorance
My passion comes from pain
My calm hides a storm
My wisdom comes from experience
My confidence hides my insecurities
My weakness makes me stronger
My strength is just an illusion....

The loneliest people are the kindest
The saddest people smile the brightest
The most damaged people are the wisest
All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.

The prettiest smiles, hide the deepest secrets.
The prettiest eyes had cried the most tears.
The kindest hearts have felt the most pain.