Wounded

Thought about my life the other day
From every person to every place
It was the hardest thing I had to do
Look at myself and see the truth
But that's just what it means to be alive
Sometimes you love
Sometimes you lose

For so many years I held my breath
Wishing for this pain to pass
I think it did more harm than good
But that's just what you do
When you're a well-intentioned fool

It broke my heart with each goodbye
If I would have stayed it would have broken twice
Once for the man that I could be
For the child that's on his knees
I guess that's what it means
To be a kid
Who still punishes himself
For all of the things that he missed
And this is how it feels
When the wound begin to heal
When the wound begin to heal