I have scars they cut deep
I have scars that don't even show
I have scars all over me and i am stained
in red
in red my cloths
in red my arms
in red my skin and life
my life is great
my life is pure
if you want to see my dreams
this poem may stick
this poem may suck
but i don't really care
because in the end
it doesn't matter to me in the least
what you care
