| Bleeding I have noticed lately that when I am cut I bleed differently somehow Not quite the same as before I watch it flow slowly down my arm but it's not because of tears anymore I bleed laughter I bleed happiness I bleed love Remember when I would cry to wake up I would cry to move Cry to bleath, and cry to live All the time I was crying I was bleeding as much I was slowing loseing faith in everything I learned so much then I would have never know But I am glad I went through that I am happy now Not because of you But because I have let myself be Having you came with me allowing myself to be free |