What hurts the most is all inside
In a ball, in a corner, I try to hide...
You're hand in mine, it moves to my waist.
next thing i know, we're face to face...
Do you know my name
where I'm from...
Line after line, scrawled across the page in blue...
Words bleeding onto paper, describing a life...
Blood and bullets.
Bullets and blood...
Broken hearts
Undried tears...