Scars
My scars remind me of my past
They remind of you and them
They tell me that I am not perfect.
That when it came down to being strong
I was weak.
They remind me of the hurtful things you said
And called me.
Now here I am years later and still
Will always remember you because of theĀ
Scars.
They remind of you and them
They tell me that I am not perfect.
That when it came down to being strong
I was weak.
They remind me of the hurtful things you said
And called me.
Now here I am years later and still
Will always remember you because of theĀ
Scars.