The hurt is too deep
to ever heal
but the scars remind me
I am still real
I'm not dead yet
& my spirit will never be
I hope it haunts the hell out of you
for what you've done to me
my tears fall down
like razor blades
& I can't possibly
be the one to blame
against all odds
I made it
yet I still try
to survive
I pray my justice will come
to prove you wrong
in spite of everything
I'm trying to say strong
