SCARS

The marks on my skin tell a somber story

Of a young girl wondering about life

Pondering what’s wrong and right

I hope for her sins God will show her mercy

Through all the obstacles on her path

She tries her best to be okay

But death tries it’s best to take her away

So she sinks into liquor to forget the past

Again at a party she talks loud and dances

On the surface she looks fine

But blood is dripping down her thigh

All the drugs could kill her but she takes her chances

Only nineteen she has yet to find a reason

Sympathising with the devil

Empathising with the evil

She could go to hell but she’s on her way to heaven