what makes us one
is it our thoughts on a run
is it the way that we speak
or the secrets we keep
the way we think
or the emotions engraved in our brains in ink
the way we show love
or the people we let go off
the things we do
or the troubles we push through
what makes us a single peice
the pain we hide
or all the nights no one knew we cried
our broken hearts
the times us and the ones we loved were apart
what makes us one
what makes us a single peice
our thoughts
the times our brains were in knots
its the love we show
the way we grow
and the people we know.