Only the broken can heal the broken
Don’t you think?
It takes one to know one
Because I can tell a man who lost his leg
That it’ll be okay all day
But do I really feel his pain,
When all my limbs are intact?
Another man without a leg
Will feel his pain
Will be able to guide him through it
And will show him the way
Sometimes before you think you know it all
The problems that seem like nothing to you
Are everything hell can offer to someone else.