Scars

I’m alone, on my own 
Getting pushed over and over again 
Sometimes I, Wonder why 
No Matter what I do, nothing will change. 

Scars 
My mind, my body, my soul 
Scars 
Cant, stitch up this wounds are getting cold 

All this scars, Can’t go away 
Wounds are deeper day by day 
Wiping the blood, from my face  [bad word]  from this place 

My Wounds bleed, my blood feels cold 
You are the enemy of my forsaken soul 
My liberty, burns as time grows old 
Sick tired of, fighting alone 

Look in to my mind the rising energy 
Look in to my eyes animosity 
Trapped in the darkness, I am smothered 
I can’t hide my scars 
I cant hide my 

Scars [bad word] 

I’m alone, on my own 
Getting pushed over and over again  [bad word]