Every bruise has a story,
Every scar has it's own tale...

I'm so happy on the outside,
I always seem to smile...

As summer fades,
I walk away...

It's been a while since I've seen this place
It seems so different, so lost of grace...

Every time you'll see them fighting,
For peace, life, and hope...

Alone, sitting in my bedroom,
Feeling sad, scared, and hurt...

I always assumed that no one knew me
I thought I'd never here those words...

Without a cape or mask,
Cannot fly or scale a wall...

Here I am, alone,
Wondering how I got here...

I feel rejected
I feel so weak...

IN your eyes I see
A smile just for me...

A whisper of dark stillness,
A note of the night...