No make-up could ever hide
How I feel inside
The pain inside of me
Hidden so no one can see
Till the day I took that razor, so sharp
And made a slice, right above my heart
My wrists, my sides, even my thighs
Hoping my anger will cease to rise
This is what I do to see my pain
Nothing can wash it away, not even the purest rain
You took everything, left me alone
Now these scars become my empty home
You're not worth it, I know you're not
But since I've started, there is no stop
The scars are so deep but it feels so good to see
The despair inside of me
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