You could spend your time
Counting all your scars
You could spend your time
Wishing for what never was
But you wouldn't get anywhere
That's what they said
But what they didn't know is
I don't count my scars
Too many to count
I paint them
To tell my story
I make something
From what hurt
I used to waste my time
Wishing for what never was
But I realized
That I had never
Really had anything to wish for
Sure it's hard
But it's what I've learned from
And learned who not to become
