• My heart had walls once,
    They where strong,
    I made them to protect me.

    I took those walls down and never thought I would have to put them back up.
    But I wish I could put them back up again without so much pain.

    My friends said they where messing.
    They might have been,
    But it still felt like a knife in my heart,
    When they said those things to me.

    I tried to tell them it was not fair to blame me,
    Those friends always asked if I was okay,
    I said I was fine
    But who would say they were if they’re in pain.