Let my wounds be my teachers,
Let my pain be my guide,
Let my monsters be companions
To the loneliness inside.

I stop making choices,
Turned my back to the truth,
Let it all happen to me,
Lost the best of my youth.

I learned to be loyal
To things which would betray
My heart, my mind, my spirit
My right to a clean, clear way.

Let my bruises be my advisors,
Let my scars be my guide,
Let my pain teach me truly,
How to be on my own side.