On the outside I have many tattoos
Some black, some blue, some with splashes of color
Some represent good or evil
Others represent pain or triumph
I feel right
I'm comfortable in my own skin

On the inside, I had many scars
Some were from people of past
Others were from events that weighed heavy
I felt hurt
I felt like I was beyond repair

It's funny how much can change
How one girl can accept you
How she can make you feel like you aren't too far gone
And how much she can build you up
She must be some kind of angel
She loves my tattoos, and erased my scars