My brother used to be selfless,
So I thought I was too selfish,
then he reminded me how much of his life his'
How much of my life was really mine at 14?

Just because I was strong doesn't mean I can
seize the wrath of a disgruntled bolt with a single clasp.
You tried to gently dismantle me to pieces but I still crumbled
and passed it off as a slow death to make it humble.

How could I have not been hurt?
Letting time heal me was worse.

All these tears soaked the same clothes,
Couldn't stand on my feet so I wandered as a ghost,
And slid behind the window of what used to be home.
Then I realized for many, many months that I was so alone.

If you have a reason, make sure it's yours.
If there's a life you're fighting for, make sure it's yours.
If there's a pain you're letting go, make sure it's yours.
Even if you're a little lost, make sure the path is yours.