Un Millón de Cicatrices

Today I find my heart again
That I had hidden inside a drawer
Close to affection and the manual on how to become a man

And I had such a hard time looking around
Being so lost, out of control
Close to danger, unbalanced and losing my way

And I wonder why
I loved myself so little, and locked myself up
Going round and round something I created

And from thinking I have a million scars
I am a shield, I am hypersensitive
A barrier to the heart
And I don't like having been so sad
Because of paranoia, I made those wounds inside me

What a great liberation I feel today
As I slowly go through the heart
That is stronger, knows what it wants, and no longer hides

How great it is to see myself today without the past
Feeling calm, being who I am
Harmless, serene, kind, and affectionate

And I wonder why
I loved myself so little and locked myself up
Going round and round something I created

And from thinking I have a million scars
I am a shield, I am hypersensitive
A barrier to the heart
And I don't like having been so sad
Because of paranoia, I made those wounds inside me

And from thinking I have a million scars
I am a shield, I am hypersensitive
A barrier to the heart
And I don't like having been so sad
Because of paranoia, I made those wounds inside me