I was losing my mind until I found,

all the pieces of myself lying in the dark.

I was dying until I found the light,

hiding in the dark corners of my mind.

I cried myself to sleep several times, 

until all my tears dried and died.

I screamed until I had no voice,

until I lost all hope, all sense, all jokes.

I tried to be strong, to be the girl,

who had it all, to be the perfect barbie doll.

I tried to be great, to be amazing,

at every little thing no matter how small.

I lost myself at some point of the road, 

at some back street corner or road .

I wandered outside my home,

and got lost in the woods at night.

Now I’m searching for my way home, 

through the trees and the leaves and the hurt.

Finding my way home through the dark, 

inside my heart pulling me underwater.

Praying someone will find me, 

give me a hand and pull me towards the light.

Dreaming of someone bringing me to life, 

giving me something to live for.

I didn’t know I was all alone, 

running in the dark side of the woods.

Nobody would find me screaming for help,

in the middle of the night at 3 am.

Nobody would come to save me, 

to give me a hand, to make me feel safe.

I was the one who had to pick up her pieces,

from the ground and clean them up.

I dusted off my knees, got up on my own two feet, 

and kept walking forward, towards me.

I ended up finding myself in a corner, 

hiding away from everything, even my love.

I was the only one who could give me a hand, 

and make me feel loved, make me feel enough.

I was lost in the woods at night,

until I found myself at midnight.

Then finally the sun rose and I smiled…