Hope

Millie tried to talk the pleasure back into being alive Reminiscing 'bout the apricots and blunts on Peckham Rye Won't call her friends 'cause she's ashamed of being locked into bed Can't feel her legs and feeling like a liar at best You're not alone like you think you are You're not alone like you think you are We all have scars, I know it's hard You're not alone, you're not alone You're not alone like you think you are You're not alone like you think you are We all have scars, I know it's hard You're not alone, you're not alone You're not alone You're not alone Started sweating bullets when her dad asked, "How d'you really feel?" She said, "I've been feeling like something inside me wants to scream Won't call my friends, I'm persuaded that they'll leave in the end Can't feel my legs, I'm feeling like a liar at best" You're not alone like you think you are You're not alone like you think you are We all have scars, I know it's hard You're not alone, you're not alone You're not alone like you think you are You're not alone like you think you are We all have scars, I know it's hard You're not alone, you're not alone I've often felt like I was born under a bad sign Wearing suffering like a silk garment or a spot of blue ink Looking for light and finding a hole where there shouldn't be one I cannot communicate the depth of the feeling Truth is I'm still learning to be open about this But know that I know and you're not alone You know that I know and you're not alone You're not alone like you think you are You're not alone like you think you are We all have scars, I know it's hard You're not alone, you're not alone You're not alone like you think you are You're not alone like you think you are We all have scars, I know it's hard You're not alone, you're not alone