to who it may concern, its not for you

you wore your scar, like the ring of a king
you drove your wrecked ship into the deep
you walk through the dark, like a walk in the park
you had the answer, in people's hesitation

you show your broken wings with pride
a symbol you conquered your demons
you kissed with those sad lips
as you conquered your fears

tell me,
what was the best lie you hear?
who was those tears for?
when did you find yourself?

tell me everything that made you hurt.
show me the scars you hold pride.
welcome me to your arms,
tell me there's no harm.

to whom did your laugh for
to whom did your finger typed for
to whom those hands were kept
from who did you hide

how many if and but did you utter
and how many were answered?
how many did you say leave
and left alone when they did?

i want to know you,
i want to know you,
i want to know you,
in this wicked world,

i want to know you.