left in the back seat.

Seven

I have seven new black braclets

To cover up the first scratch

The first one to be patched

Up all my arm

Are the red marks that speak the truth

Oh. How they blead only hours ago

How i felt happy for wat i did

Ya i know I'm crazy for making those seven

But they are apart of me now

I can't just take them back

Seven in just TWO days

And not even that.

All i do is stare

Because i like my seven . :-)

I have a braclet for every scratch