
bleach my mind turn my eyes outside in perform a full body exam to confirm that the war in here has ended in victory prepared this vessel for a prolonged firefight on someone else’s street for someone else’s life they’re starting to wear their abuse like a fashion trend cutting lines of communication like a battle map on skin screaming wordless protestations where their verbal ones dead end chin up little soldier, don’t despair. you wage your wars within we’ll fight the war out there. drop our hands in defeat we will raise it on our own battered bruised and left broken we will grow back stronger bones they can drag us through the mud they can tear us limb from limb but what they’ll never understand the strength of a daisy chain they could only ever slice to pieces with scissor hands and mush for brains. hurt people, hurt people I used to believe it forget such easy lies it's all too convenient hurt people, help people trust me, I've seen it embrace another's flaws that's how we defeat shit. they broadcast their bruises like breaking news again, turn trauma into language no one’s fluent in. every scar a signal flare please, just listen. empathy isn’t weakness. it’s the only weapon left. (empathy isn’t weakness.) (it’s the only weapon left.) empathy isn’t weakness. it’s the only weapon left. (empathy isn’t weakness.) (it’s the only weapon left.) chin up little soldier, don’t despair. you wage your wars within we’ll win the war out there.