• Scars shown on the inside and out
    Love is a tough game to play, that’s no doubt
    After my first love I was betrayed
    Maybe that’s the reason I longed for the sharp blade
    That’s when the cutting had only begun
    The happiness has lost and the sadness has won
    So much blood and tears were shed
    Hope was just hanging by a thread
    I look at the scars that bring back love, tears, and hate
    Now, as I look in the mirror,
    I realize what a person those scars of shame can create
    A person who has no sparkle in their eyes
    A person who’s spirit has died
    Over the days I continued to bleed
    look at what this bloody habit has done to me
    Eventually, the scars of shame will be gone
    But the pain inside still lives on.