You see me plain as day,

Does anyone know the pain I feel?

It's hidden deep inside.

Engraved inside my skin.

Written deep in my bones.

It's black and it's ugly.

But it's beauty is written.

It comes in the form of flowers and suns.

It's written in black.

But it's not bad.

If you break my bones.

Open them up.

The light will shine through.

The light pours out.

It gives me hope.

Because I know, I'm with you.