Oh What's left in this rubble? Pieces of me Questions unanswered Haunt me in my sleep You'll tell me that nothing's even there But I still feel their shadows Their haunting in lairs As they call Oh I can still smell their walls The yellow chipped paint And the feeling so clear, but the memories faint I'm afraid of the answers, but I'm scared of the doubt As this emptiness eats me from the inside out Here lies this rubble Foundations of me Pieces unwanted Parts left unseen And I spend my life running Just to avoid the pain But the truth is I'm empty And that hurts just the same But I said that I was brave Really thought that I was brave The same rubble holds pieces of me Scattered like ashes, washed by the rain Holding my healing, drenched in the pain Broken with beauty, standing with grace Now I know that I am brave