I'm Alright.

I don't have to hide now.
I'm finally alright.

My scars are even gone now,
they've vanished out of site.

I'm never going back there.
That's a place I don't want to be.

Wounded wrists don't heal,
as nicely as scraped knees.

Temptation is now weaker,
I'm not losing these fights.

Because I'm never going back there,
don't you get it? I'm alright.