A sack full of bones;
Tryna find a home.
Wandering in a wasteland,
Of coffee and drones.
Searching for answers
To questions unheard
Waiting for the person
Who stands out in the herd
But I've found my someone
I'm no longer searching.
It's my role now,
To help those still lurking.
In the shadows
Where they're hiding their hurting.
To come to a place,
Where hurting is learning.
Because you can't help others
Until you help yourself.
You can't love others,
Till you love yourself.
And you'll never find comfort,
While pretending to have it
Cause the beginning of healing
Is the choice to start feeling.
And I've found my someone
I'm no longer hurting
I've accepted myself
Through the love of another
Cause medicine like demazin
Takes care of all the physical
But loving one other
Is a cure like no other
So don't give up
Your life has meaning
There is more you can see
You can break through the ceiling
You can make a difference
And perhaps in the distance
A beautiful person
Will see that you're worth it
You'll find your someone.
It's a process of learning
And as time goes by
You'll slowly stop yearning
As memories from the past
Become less disconcerning
Cause you'll find your bones
And then you'll be home.
