I wore a short sleeve shirt today
I'm not hiding my tattoos that way
For once I let em show
And wear with pride that I once fell
But I'm alive today
And there's so much that can say

My arms are tight against my shirt
Maybe they won't notice me
I'm just a normal teen
Day one the drama queen
And yes some cuts were deep
And yes one day someone will get close enough to see
But thats not today
I let my tattoos free
I let it show that I once fell
That I'm alive today
And there's so much that they say

My head is hiding down
I walk the halls like they still haunt me
Each person connected yet apart
And I'm all alone and in the dark
What makes one become a two
And two become a three
I've got so much to learn
Where do I begin?
How do I make friends?

Not everyone's an *******
Not everyone is mean
And karma's a ***** to those that are
Not now but one day
I imagine it being just
Not some glorious reparations
That maybe their first kid will suffer such
To have the tattoos of such luck
And they'll have to watch them walk the halls that haunt them
So maybe today I feel alone
But I know that it's not so
Everyone will struggle much the same

I'm letting my tattoos wonder free
Not pretty like the real ones
Not glorious or rebellious
Not glamorous or artistic in anyway
But twenty years down the road
I'm still wearing them for show
As meaningful and real as any could ever be
My self harm scars cover me
But I'm alive today
And there's so much that they say