I just made this off the top of my head so bear with me :)
I feel my heartbeat at night
and see my soul during the day
I hear the silent cries of lives that never felt special
I know their pain
I wonder why my heart is growing so cold
Is it because my life feels unimportant?
Or is it because I have so much anger I could just explode?
I hold the hands of my first love
And now I feel complete
In the beginning I was confused and hurt
But now I 'm happy
He kissed my lips
And my heart grew warm
Now I know there are brighter days
Even after the worst thunderstorm