كلمات Me

We never know what’s gonna make us Into the people that we are Can’t tell the toll that it will take on us Until the wounds have turned to scars We never know what’s gonna break us When will it finally go too far? Now would you be kind to me If you knew my memories? They helped you understand Why this means everything Why it’s so hard and why I am the way I am ‘Cause there’s a chance, there’s a shot It may be small, but it’s all I got I know it’s hard now to see, but you have to believe That there is hope to be healed, to be whole To be finally free. So don’t give up on me Please, please, don’t give up on me Now I am aware of where I’m broken And I can see it breaks us down I’m overcome with my emotions I can’t lift my heart up off the ground And so you trigger me The bullets of memories They pierce me once again But I don’t want to be wounded forever I just want to understand