My canvas has ripped open
I try to sew it back together
It scars the canvas
I rip it again and again
Each time I rip it open
The more scars there are
The more bad memories are painted over the canvas
Now I look at my canvas and see
All of those
Bad memories
Times I've cried
Those times I wanted so desperately to take the pain away
My canvas has been ruined
Please don't ruin yours too.
Your canvas is beautiful
When you look at your canvas you don't see the
Bad memories
The times you've cried
All you see are
Happy times
Gorgeous smiles
And good memories
Please don't let one thing ruin your canvas
Please don't let yours turn out like mine.
