Cuts leave scars
And you don't think I know that?
I've gone through too much,
And dealt with all the scars.
See,
Here they are to prove it.
It's life,
But most importantly love.
You keep running until you get there.
Once you do,
You begin a climb,
And you keep at it until you fall.
You fall hard,
Cutting yourself in many ways,
Life becomes difficult,
And making it through seems too hard.
You run,
You climb,
You fall.
A cycle that repeats,
Every time you love.
Only ending,
When someone you find
The one who will boost you to the top
