Song? Why yes.

I have some very talented friends. One of them took an old poem and made into this awesome music. You can hear it http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_11963608

Scars

I've cleaned myself up. I sparkle, almost, and it hurts to look at my reflection too closely.
It seems I don't bleed for anything anymore and I miss it in a visceral way, I resent myself for taking it away.
No matter how many times I say enough or how much effort I make to clear the atmosphere it's always lurking and always waiting and I hate it as much as I ever did;
I just don't cut it out anymore.
I've locked the poison away somewhere and convinced myself it isn't there;
I've given back to myself the gift of believing my own lies because it seems the only way to stay sane while
I maintain the basic truth that love is a light in my soul, untarnished, unfettered, unquenched.
I want to take all these scars and make something beautiful out of them but I'm so fettered by the hopelessness they carry;
I am left to override and create something better instead
And I cry a little for the lack.
I used to think an ocean of tears couldn't wash away anything. Stripped of all other defenses, I'm beginning to wonder if the tears are an offense
The offense I've been needing all along.
Weeping strikes me as romantically beautiful while honorably vulnerable,
In truth my face turns red and the sounds I make will never be music but
Love is a light in my soul, untarnished, unfettered, unquenched.