Is the blade I press to my wrist
It's the ribbon i use to hide the scars
The bass that blares in my ears
A song that comforts me in the dead of night
Fear that I scene in people around me
It is the past we run from as it chases us throughout life
Sounds of crying from the abandoned children as fall asleep
It's the pain I see in the eyes of a stranger
Most of all it is the world around us