You are blind,
for what you did.
You can't see,
what you did to me.
You hurted me a lot,
but you don't know.
Is it because you are blind,
or because I don't show.

This is my pain,
my terrible pain.
But you don't wanna see it,
have it,
or feel it.
It's my pain.

My terrible pain
is eating me alive.
You thought you didn't hurt me,
but your words were sharper than a knife.
For the first time I was happy,
I finally had a reason to live.
I thought it was real love,
but you only took and I could only give.

This is my pain,
my terrible pain.
But you stil can't see it,
have it,
or feel it.
It's my pain.

I wanted to share my pain,
but nobody wanted to have it.
Then I found someone just like me,
someone who felt the same shit.
Now we can share our pain,
and he shows me life can be fun.
Now I can enjoy the small things,
like the rising of the sun.

This was my pain,
my terrible pain.
Be he can see it,
wants to have it,
and feel it.
Now it's our pain.