Wish I knew it from the start Your worn out words do play some part In healing the corners of my fragile soul And mending pieces of my broken heart Feeling empty every day But seeing colours in the darkest greys Wishing time hadn't been so cruel to me But I'm happier than I should be I may be broken but I'm getting better Wounds will heal but scars last forever So if I die at 27 I hope my friends all go to heaven In a library of pain Turning pages in my brain Searching for answers finding strength in fear In this chapter I've written all year In the echoes of my mistakes I found the courage to remake A life worth living and a heart that's whole Locked in the chamber within my soul I'm not giving up, I'll find my way Through the night before each day Even if we don't make it through I'll be in peace because of you I may be broken but I'm getting better Wounds will heal but scars last forever So if I die at 27 I hope my friends all go to heaven But I'm getting better