they say you must move past your past
but i cant figure out how to make that feeling last
i try to forget how i felt last year today
but everyday i'm reminded in some subtle way
that people can be tortured and they can recover
they can teach themselves to smile
they can replace their first love with a new lover
they can use drugs to make them blind and dizzy
they can meet new people and try to keep busy
but when will they discover the real rescue that they need
instead of relying on hiding their past simply to mislead
other people from noticing the permanence of their scars
i hope you don't know they exist
becasue there's a reason i traveled far
i have become stronger than i was before
and even though it has not even gone away
i have my now hands on an open door
and i know that i can be okay