Copyright, Pain Filled
If i had one thing to live for, maybe i would try
But i dont, that’s why i dont care and don’t cry
The burns on my skin, all have stories behind each one
Thats why with each new burn, all they are, are stunned
They dont know each one has a meaning, nor do they care.
They dont understand that with each scar that’s a night i cried.
But they never will, so i will continue hurting myself.