I know that there were scars, 
They were all over my body, 
But for some reason I can't see them anymore,

They still exist in my head, 
Cause those the scars were beautiful, 
How could I forget? 

If you know me by my name then you know what I'm here for, 
The clue is in your past,
As I carry the pages of this unfinished book,

So I lift my pen and put it on the paper
The story begins now and will go on forever.

Welcome to my world;