I've been through 22 years of hell,
under the guise it's a life lived well.

I've seen hatred, I've seen pain,
I've seen how love is just the same.

I've seen a man begging for work,
have his name dragged through the mud and the dirt.

I've seen another asking for his rights,
only to be lied to and denied.

I saw a man tell us about the end of the world,
so he could put us through an eight year war.
And the next man promised hope and change,
but it didn't apply to everyone the same.

Who's to say what's wrong and what's right?
What's the difference between the truth and a lie?
When did it all fall apart in our hands?
Where did the lines wash away in the sand?
And why do we keep making the same mistakes?

I've seen a man walk into a school,
I've seen a man walk into a church,
I've seen them walk out with the same look on their face,
man, that wicked look is the worst.

I've seen violence against a man,
I've seen it against a woman too,
sometimes because no one is listening,
or because they have different views.

Oh lord,
please help the world.
Oh lord,
please help the world.

I don't care what religion you come from,
I don't care if it's mine or it's yours,
I'm just looking for some help down here,
please come and help us, oh lord.

Oh lord,
oh lord.
Oh lord,
oh lord.

If I told you, everything that has happened, would you believe me?
Because they didn't.
If I told you, everything I said to him, would you believe me?
Because he didn't care.
If I told you, what he did, would you blame me?
Because they did.
Would you love me, and trust me, would you understand if I told you everything?
If I told you everything, would you look at me different?
Would you see me as a victim?
Because I'm not, I don't want to be seen as a victim.
If I told you, that I'm happy now, would you believe me even after everything I have gone through?
Because I'm not sure if I am.

I will survive this life.
I will survive the nights when I cry for hours.
I will survive the moments during the day where I feel exhausted.
I will survive the moments when I feel like I cannot get out of bed.
I will survive living without them here with me.
I will survive.
I always have, because a part of me has always wanted to live.
A part of me has always told me to hang on.
But I need you, because I'm stronger with you.
I'm stronger when I write.
I'm stronger every day I decide to get out of bed and make the effort.

What do you think about ghosts?
What did you think of them when you were small?
Before they started haunting you in your sleep.
What did you think of demons, before they were pushing you down?
What did you think of depression?
Before you struggled with it yourself.
What did you think about people with Anorexia before you struggled with it?
I hope, you would think that the ghosts will someday go away.
I hope you found a way to find peace while sleeping.
I hope you found healthy ways to deal with the depression.
I hope you decided to get help when you struggled with Anorexia.
But, if you didn't, you still can do these things.
If you feel like you can't do these things you can!
You can get better, you can start recovery.
If you fall while in recovery then lift yourself back up, and find the strength once again to help yourself.

Haven’t you ever seen a knife before?
She slowly pushed it closer to me.
''Yes, I have seen one once before''
I think in my head of all the times I had picked up this knife, at night, in the afternoon and in the morning when I felt alone.
She pushed it closer once more.
Tempting me, she knew I was trying to stay away from this knife.
She, isn't even a person, she is apart of me.
A small part of me, trying to push me into the habit again.
I'm fighting it, I always will.