The darkness that’s inside me,
My secret shame I feel.
The people who are around me,
They don’t see it still.

I walk around as if I am the same,
Yet when I go home that's when thing change,
I remember who I am,
I remember I am dammed.

The cures fallen on me,
To show the world what I see.
A scared and lonly person bleeding before thee,
To tell it from my heart,
To not give up before I start.

To stay alive with no will,
To have to cry, for no reason still.
To pick myself up from off the floor,
To hold my head up a little more.

To not be ashamed of the skin I am in,
I have shame deep within.
It holds me down when I sink,
It tells me that I stink.
I roll over and I cry,
These type's of feeling make a part of me die.
There’s no reason to fight it,
So I sit and write it.

I live with it forever,
I wish it was never.
The shame I live with, it's deep and true,
My parents abanden me, they couldn't see me through.

I found my hero and she loves me still,
She has shows me life's a thrill,
Some part of her is somewhere deep inside me.
The part of me that want's to be free.
For this is the woman I want to be.

She is there for real,
For her I would kill.
She showed me love and kindness,
She broke me away from my inner blindness.
Most importantly she teached me how to rest,
She showed me I can sit with the best.

Her love is with the deepest of respect.
For she is one of the worlds great wonder.
Straight through her soul I will plunder.
Joan is a woman whome god should hold no regret,
Joan I will never forget.