I’ve been there.

I’ve been stood up,
singled out,
and I’ve felt unloved.

I know the pain,
the small things cause.

I’ve met the people,
that just don’t care.

Believe me when I tell you,
I’ve been there.

But after the torture,
and after the pain.

A light will shine,
through the rain.

All your torture,
and all your pain,
will save someone else,
from feeling the same.