The scars you that you see
They were all made by me
And my tears have turned red
With the blood 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.
