Alone. I am alone. They say they understand
They say that we’ve all been through it. Have we?
They couldn’t possibly understand.
Guy after guy, used and abused me.
You’d think everyone would see right through me
But, they can’t.

I built up these walls,
I protected myself, I found something safe.
How safe was too safe, did I make my walls too tall?
I just wanted a place to be safe and make
A space where I was stable so I could take
A look at my life and say

How did I get here.