For every scar
I wrote a song
Sang it along
Alone and forlorn
Sombre the mood
Created the meloncholy tune
Verses created by emotions
Ignorance played the chords
Fear hit the notes
Symphony created by Thoughts
Mind conducting the orchestra
World's largest stage called life
Not a single audience in sight
Memory helping in recall
Tells the same story
But not a broken record
Hoping one day to play it all
Not to reach the top of any chart
A lesson for those who come after
The background score will prevent them
When they are about to falter
Life's lessons in a record
Future generations can learn a lot