Behind the Tinted Glass

Behind the tinted glass,
Is where I hide.
Darkness prevales me,
Sheltered from the world outside.

Looking out into the night,
Stars so dimly fade away.
This is how I feel,
Entering another day.

Each day I'm alone,
In this self-created hell.
There's no way out,
No more stories to tell.

So my scars show the way,
The story of my life.
Lined up on my arm,
Embedded from a knife.

I know you don't except me,
For this is why I hide.
Standing behind my tinted glass,
In my world of lies.