Taking time to heal to let whats wounded show
Is not an easy task as anyone can know
We expose the hurts; we feel them once again
Nothing is more painful than the hidden hurts within
Sometimes we're the ones slowing down the pace
We do not seek the help for we think its a disgrace
So we go on wounded and are nurturing our own sore
Till we can't go on further or take it any more.
Why are we ashamed to admit our pains are real
We like to be so strong: weakness is a big deal
But if we are to be everything we're meant to be
We need to completely heal of every hurt, you see?