Every detail etched in my mind Of every mistake I have ever made To my victories however, I am blind Ignoring the light to dwell in the shade

Only ever known one true fresh start Even then the trauma was inherited It helps I can channel it into my art But the lingering shame is unmerited

None of us deserve it, yet we still endure Releasing the ailment, embracing the cure Stop worshipping the pain, that’s my plea In the hope that one day we will all be free