I am a person who hurts on the inside, alone
I wonder when I will feel normal again
I see the stares I get, like I’m crazy
I am a person who hurts on the inside, alone
I pretend that I’m fine, like there’s nothing wrong
I feel my past creeping up from behind, like an evil vine threatening to strangle me with harsh memories
I touch my scars, feeling the raised skin trying to heal quickly
I worry that people will see my scars, see the pain going on inside
I cry at night, scared for myself, scared for my sister, those I love
I am a person who hurts inside, alone
I understand people who hurt from their past
I say everything is fine, even though it’s not, for the sake of others
I dream of a day when I can be free of my father, the memories fleeing from sight
I try to pretend that nothing is wrong, like I’m not haunted by memories
I hope one day I can start over, start a new life with those I love
I am a person who hurts on the inside, alone