my hearts on the mend,
my cuts and wounds covered,
with gauze of hope and love,
from those who are true,
but i still bleed through my bandages,
so i unwrap and bleed a little more,
before i can once again,
cover them with my smiles.
but i still must walk the thousand miles,
to get to acceptance,
and let my tears fall to the ground,
and never see them again,
and my heart will truely mend.