Have you ever rubbed your wrists,
And felt the scars?
They can't just disappear.
They're markings of your past.
Now imagine them gone.
As If they never happened.
Smooth. Regular.
Different.
But you're loved,
No matter what condition.
Have you ever rubbed your wrists,
And felt the scars?
They can't just disappear,
No matter how many times a boy kisses them.
But it would feel like a fairytale,
If a boy were to whisk you away and save you from everthing.
Troubles. Concerns.
It would be Different.
But you're loved,
No matter what condition.
Have you ever faced life,
WIthout confidence?
We've all been there,
We couldn't shrink away from the scene.
Disappear from awkwardness,
But we had to face troubles and obstacles.
But some made it.
We found comfort.
But you're loved.
No matter what condition.
We've had those troubles in the past.
We're here for you.
You are loved.
You are trusted.
You mean the world to us.
No one could ever be the same without you.
