I've got no scars
To hold me down
To cause me pain
Or make me drown
You suspect
But can't you see?
There are no scars on me
Hi-ho the me-ri-o
Things aren't always what they seem
No need for you to know
For the truth would make you scream
I've got no scars
To hold me down
To ease the pain
Or help me drown
I've got scars
That you can't see
My scars are inside me
YOU ARE READING
Words In My Head
PoetryThe thoughts and musings of no-one in particular. A collection of short-stories and poems.
