Tears & Scars

by Renee   May 1, 2005


Tears peirce my face
but don't help a bit
so scars on my skin are made
to help me from feeling like shit

but these scars are only skin deep
and they can never add up
so I continue to weep
only now theres blood in my cup

how was all this pain caused?
thoughts of suicide on my mind
your face I continuously fought
but your there all the fu.cking time

above me, haunting me
these scars don't make up for what you've done
but this pain is constantly calling
so I gotta get some

these tears just hang here
but these scars help me release
crying exhibits fear
and I can't let that be seen

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