Pains Aside

What a bunch of brokens are we Broken from the things we've seen Who we are and who we've been  Whether frail or plump or lean Pains aside, look around you At the people you hear and see Those you know and the strangers Now look right here upon me  You may see what I've been doing But hardly what I've done You may think you know who I am But you only see in the sun Look in the shadows what's hiding Everyone has their past Their nightmares & mistakes together Create a work that, with fear, can last What a dark side each brother here And each woman doth possess Every soul upon this earth Will have their fair share of distress  Cast the pain aside you You're no more broken than he And hold your own, standing tall No longer broken you'll be