Back against the wall
Bruises seem all too real
Screaming at nothing
Why can't you hear?

This is my story
And I'll write it
With my own sweat and tears
I don't need you telling me how it goes

I sit all alone in the hall
Crying for the lost things
Screaming at nothing
Why can't you hear?

This is my story
And I'll write it
No need for your edits
You're not apart of it

I'm not alone
Not with Him standing here
No longer screaming
I know that He hears

This was our story
We were writing together
But now it's my story
And you're but a chapter