The scars that you see They were all made by me And my tears have turned red With the blood that I’ve shed People think I’m lost to the madness But really I’m just cloaked in sadness I could use a rope or i could use a knife Looking back on my whole life I see the pain and i see the hurt I feel my heart about to burst The blood will flow Why can’t they see That all my life I’ve been afraid of …….. Me