Ransac

I knew I'd find it somewhere along though, My lonly trails I follow the dark past "This wasn't the right way," was said I know. To turn around, truly you would not last. But to hear is to see and truth believe, the love i shine, benonthed love to be. Belittled and scared, was put off, naive But shined with strength was to be me. So I stood by you. Innered my true faults. Finding myself: An inhuman caress. Hiding away in the midst' of a fault. Belittling myself to less than less. Through all this I learned to be as me. Through all this how i really should so be.