Is it possible to fall and never get back up?
Can you ever truly forget a lasting wound?
Is change real?
Or is it just some whimsical idea we plant in our heads?

Sometimes we hurt so bad, we never think we'll stop crying.
We can forgive and forget, or forever be marred.
To be vunerable is to leave yourself unprotected,
So we imagine to sheild ourselves from the pain.

For every question, there is an answer,
and with every answer lies another question.
This is what we call the unknown.