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I get so caught up in myself

In love with the suffering a memory can bring

A moment I lived through

So I could know what a broken heart means

And, I’ve learned that what it really means

Is simply learning to love yourself

Once you’ve lost something



In a valley of my life, I learned what depression means

I learned that sometimes the sun doesn’t find a high enough peak

To peek its rays above the lowly mountain peaks

And, in that same valley, I learned that sometimes knees must bleed

If you’re going to outrun the shadow's dark scene

To be seen again by the light’s beautiful, healing sheen



I found a hand to grasp

In the minute my downturned eyes began to see

The moment gravity released

The rhythm of my heart back to a normal beat

And, I learned that love will always defeat

That which does not meet a certain standard

That love requires all to be



In a valley of my life, I learned what depression means

I learned that sometimes the sun doesn’t find a high enough peak

To peek its rays above the lowly mountain peaks

And, in that same valley, I learned that sometimes knees must bleed

If you’re going to outrun the shadow's dark scene

To be seen again by the light’s beautiful, healing sheen