Thursday, August 22, 2013

Scars



There's one on my arm,
That came one night I was too anxious,
Right after they beat me to a pulp, 
A few on my head,
From being bashed into a wall,
Till I thought I was dead,

I carry them 2 remind me,
That the past is far behind me,
I know what I survived,
When I look at these scars,

There's a broken tooth or 2 in my mouth,
From 1 night I got brave and fought back,
A twitch in my eye from a punch that landed well, 

A grown up fear of the dark,
From all those nights I lived in hell,

I carry them 2 remind me,
That the past is far behind me, 
I know what I've survived,
When I look at these scars,

I'm kinda skeptical of people,
Trust was broken long ago,
Fuck anyone who says "get over it"
I try hard 2 not let them show...

I carry them 2 remind me,
That the past is far behind me,
I know what I've survived,
When I look at these scars,

I don't know what u see,
When u look at me,
But my future isn't defined,
By these scars...

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