These scars

You can't possibly know how bad it hurts
you don't have to live with the scars
it wasn't like you to be late
it wasn't like me to put up a fuss
i guess it's nice to have a reminder
of the malice i was shown
everytime i look at the wound
i wonder if you remember
how you said you'd never hurt me
you don't have to live with these scars
if you knew what it feels like to be me
you'd never do a thing like this again