Scars

I am a fucking mess
I feel so worthless
On my arms
I still have scars

For all I have fought
I would cut
I want to forget my past
But the scars remind me of all that

Trying to be happy
Living life
But I'm still unhappy
Trying to stay away from that knife

Over the last year I've gotten strong
I still have the small white lines over my arm
no more shall be added cause thats enough and there they belong
They remind me of all I went through, all the pain and the harm

Started 10/06/09
Finished 04/01/10