I am walking through life as if I'm walking through a street with poorly lit light,
And Without proper sight I am blind,
All alone with nothing but my shadow to follow
I can barely remember what it's like to smile,
I have prayed, I have cried
I have tried to remember that I once was a fighter,
I am in denial I don't want to feel this ache in my throat
I don't want to shed another bullshit tear,
I've survived a gun to my head,
I've survived the loss of my innocence
Yet this insignificant part of me
I want to remember I'm strong enough
But everytime I look down at the missing limb on my hand I feel stupid and useless
I want to remember what it was like to be confident again
I want to remember what it's like to be beautiful again
I'd like to accept myself for how I am now