My Old Self

Never knew what people meant

When speaking about nostalgia

It simply never meant sense to me

Until I understood

That not everyone lived like me

Not everyone had suffered

From the moment they were born

Go ahead and call me whiny

Call me weak

But the only thing I ever longed for

Was a past I never had

Misunderstood left and right

Like I would be a child afraid to fly

No one is able to see

That my wings are not the problem here

No one ever could fulfill my desires

Not a single soul was worthy so far

Of the place in my heart

I decorated with all my love

But I am still here

I am still alive after all those years

You tried to burn me

Tried to drown me

Even bury me alive

And cut away my skin

Believing it would matter to me

You may be able to break me

Yet even broken I am stronger than you

A wonder

Cruel like a promise

It will forever be the same songs

Making me cry

My skin is healing

Something I never thought possible

But the scars remain