i can still recall
where everything just goes wrong
you wake up just to simply remember
that you just don't belong

you fight every second
to please a judgemental crowd
only to find yourself shattered all over again
blaming yourself while your face is towards the ground

you look for release
in alcohol , *** , and empty deeds of physical pain
damaging yourself
to hide away the shame

its a pity one only realises
what matters in life to late
because scars will always remain
and will speak for itself and communicate

the past stays in past
but the future still remains
live life as it should
be yourself and don't ever change