Everyday I am being tortured
You stab and twist
Ever knife in my back
They left the scarsThe scars that can never wash away
They give me no fresh start
They can never come clean
Nor be covered upBut still I dream
I dream of when we smiled
When we laughed and played
But those days are long goneYou tell me to go to hell
But I don't go there
I go to a place deep within my soul
A place where I know I belongThis place as a population of one
This place is where I am alone
I have no one to talk to
But I know I deserve itThe buildings look old and abandoned
I still stay there
I don't leave for one reason
It's not right to leaveI know what I deserve
Don't tell me any different
I won't believe you if you do
I deserve misery and tortureBut still you would correct me
If I hadn't moved to loner town
No one can say I deserved better
No one can say anythingI'm perfectly fine
No body would say I need help
Nobody would see my sadness
So it's the perfect place for meI didn't say goodbye
But you don't care
If I did come back
I fear you'll give me more scars
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