I put my past in a sheetrock wall
after years had passed, I’d forgotten it all
Now I return to reclaim who I was
is it too late for me, too late for us?
So I put my fist right through this wall
just to tear it down
And as it all came down onto my bare feet
I could hear the sounds of new life
rising from the ashes of my past
Each scar I find gives me strength to look back
and learn.
As knuckles bleed, I try and see through squinted eyes,
what all went wrong
Pardon me, but could it be that all of this blood
is what makes us strong?
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