Four years since that day of sorrow
Being left alone in this world so cold
Emotions stripped from me and left me hollow
I never thought I would make it, truth be told
Those wounds still feel fresh like it happened yesterday
The feeling of loss and the sight of blood
Nothing to express, no words to say
But the world went cold as I was pulled away
In the frenzy of a crimson flood
No one will ever understand what it is to lose so many
To be an orphan, an outcast, a drifter
The sad part of it all was that it happen before I was twenty
This pain is so unrelenting and the memories hurt so much
Sometimes I think death could come a bit swifter
Four years since that day I faced my fears
Walking on my own two legs and finding strength in myself
Trying to make due with what I can
And remember what it feels like to hold someone near
Now as 21 I walk on my road, and I walk as more than just a man
