Scars on the inside
And scars on my flesh.
Some mark my heart
While some mark my chest.
Some you can see
While others are hidden.
Some ache and bleed
While others burn within.
Marked by your words
Or marked by a knife.
It's a wonder these scars
Haven't taken my life.
Scar me today
Or scar me tomorrow.
Each scar that I gain
Is a little more sorrow.
