I've found someone
Who makes me feel alive
Who makes my heart skip a beat
Who makes me feel as if I'm not inadequate

He is the rose that bloomed through the thorns I was trapped in
And God crafted him just for me
But to say we'll last is an understatement
My insanity could always set free

Sometimes when my heart is aching
And I'm all alone
I like to hold my left hand out and pretend God is holding it
So then it's like I'm not completely alone

They say everyone has a story
And there's always people who want to hear it
But let me tell you something about mine
It's not a story
It's real life
It actually happened
And I'm haunted by it everyday
People expect others to just tell about our faults and tragedy like it's nothing
Like it's something sad from a story book
But it's not that at all
The pain
The battle
And the struggle was all very real
You can't just take words and put them together and expect it to be a story when it actually reality

I cry at night because I feel like I have no one
I'm terrified of being alone
Yet when someone's tries to be there for me I push them away
Because I don't feel like I deserve them