The scars on my wrists will go away
but memories of why i did them will always stay...

She cries herself to sleep each night
with hopes her life will end...

I hate you
for what u did...

So here's how the story goes
Maybe I should let you know...

It's the scar you can't see
It lies with in me...

Life goes on
After I'm dead and gone...

They could never understand
How much pain I was actually in...

I see him everyday
Thought nothing really changed...