Different? Not Really

changed

I use to lay awake with tears streaming down my face every problem threatening to be my end
I've changed
No longer do i sit at the edge of my bed hands on my head wishing it would end
Now i lay next to you with my hand resting on your cheek never wanting it to end
My nerves have settled in and though i constantly look over my shoulder for the bad i know you do to its a reality we were forced to swallow
Let the bad creep away slowly we will be safe for as long as you hold me