I will never be the same
Even if I never get to feel
All the horrible things I feel now,
I will never be how I used to be.
I may become the happiest person
That has roamed this earth.
But at night, when the world is quiet,
When you can hear your own breath,
I’ll remember the faces I saw.
I will be able to identify their pain.
I will remember the hurt I was in.
And even though I will be happy then,
I know that not everyone else is.
And this, man, this will sting.
It will feel like a heartbreak in a circle.
Even when I don’t remember the hurt,
When no sadness is left in me,
I will know others suffer,
And there’s nothing I can do about it.
For this, I shall never find peace.