When a child is raised in hate,
That’s all it will ever know,
But when raised with hope and love,
Only then will the child grow.

And since I received the former,
Not the latter of the two,
I’ll always be trapped in this dark world,
And I will never understand love like you.

Take my cold heart,
With your soft, tender warm hands.
Lead me somewhere far away,
I can only hear your demands.

Love me fully and completely,
Or it won’t be love to me at all,
Hold my hatred in your hands,
And like sand, away let it fall.

I need love like flowers need sun,
To even feel like I’m alive.
Love or pain is what it takes,
As o’er the cliff you watch me dive.

Hate is all I’ve ever known, boy.
It’s all I’ve ever felt.
But if someone knew just how to love me,
Maybe then my stone heart could melt.

Until I have a love so true,
I will cringe with every cut,
You'd think the pain may bother me,
You may think me just a nut.

But when I find a love,
More than anything I’ve ever known,
Then I’ll leave the world of haters,
And with the lovers, I’ll have grown.