We are the wounded few
We fought battles unlike any other
We fight
We may lose something along the way
But if we fought hard enough,
We won.

We are the few that are scarred
Scarred from battles past
We may live in the past sometimes
But these scars show,
We survived.

We are the scared few
We are scared of the future,
Of things we can and can't control.
But we can control our future.
We will conquer our fears.

We fight battles
All of us.
We have stories
All of us.
We are scared.
All of us.
We are all the same.
Every single one of us.