The scars on my arm still linger
Though the days are bitter
I used to feel like a tiger
But now I feel no better

My life is in shambles
My scars are my story
I have no need for candles
When all I'm doing is mourning

I want to be better
But I have no peace
Could I join the meta?
Where I would have no lease

The scars in my heart are growing
My tears have stopped flowing
I am like a flower that needs watering
But who will watch as I grow

Have I really given up?
If I had I would have been dead
I feel like I am dump;
With a body and no head

Being bullied should make you stronger right?
Then why'd it make me weaker
Am I not bright enough?
Am I no longer eager?

I feel like I'm a monster
Does my past change that?
I feel scared for the future
Is there something I should be doing?

Life is too short to cry
But sometimes it is alright
Sometime life give you light
You just have to find the right one

The scars on my arm still linger
The scars in my heart still stay
But it's alright
Because I am still breathing the air in this world