Scars will stay forever.

Sometimes i feel so alone
even when I'm surrounded by people,
i feel like I'm drowning in a sea of loneliness.
and no one can understand, let alone pull me out.

I'm drenched in these sad thoughts,
trying my best to dry myself off
but every time I'm almost dry, i fall right back in again.
and nothing can save me from this stormy sea.

bleeding out, and i don't care
because at least the blood is a sign of life.
I'm surprised to see it drip out of these wounds,
because how can u bleed when your dead inside?

theres no one to talk to, and nowhere to turn
so instead i don't speak,
just write on my arm.
and these scars, they'll stay forever.