The knives that struck my body,
I don't feel the pain anymore.
But the marks still paint my skin,
To remind me what I rise for.

To show the strength I have,
That I healed myself alone.
That I fought through the great pain.
And my broken skin, I've sewn.

But the scars will stay forever.
So I know I fought the war.
And battles keep on coming,
To remind me what I rise for.