I know I must dry my eyes
But what is to come when the tears are gone?
Will I see the clock ticking,
the lights flickering,
the blood dripping,
the world spinning?

I know I must open my ears
But what is to come when the noise comes back?
Will I hear the voices yelling,
the radio blaring,
the peers laughing,
the world crying?

I know I must open my heart
But what is to come when I care again?
Will I feel the warmth of a hug,
the tingle of a kiss,
the joy of a laugh,
the fun of a game?

I know I must forgive
the mistakes that I have done
and I will forget the reasons
because my future has just begun.