There was a once a time in my life,
Where I would rather be someone's second choice, or last resort; than being depressed and lonely.
I looked for diamonds under rocks,
Trying to find love in guys I knew were no good.
I felt so lonely inside. I tried to mask the pain; having *** with friends, trying to fill a void that will never be filled.
I was used up, sad and really broken.
I found my strength within me, every tear I shed has helped me move on.
I had control of my life the whole time, I was just made to believe I didn't.
As I look back at the broken girl inside me she smiles, forgiving me finally.