I'm forever thinking about the scars That you sent to me by far. Never ending pain that won't seem to stop. And realized I'm never gonna reach the top. As you beat me to the ground. I knew I would never be found. When I found out the way to the end, While having no friend. Deadly thoughts came to my mind. As I wished I could rewind. Blood was involved. Remembering my loved ones who had dissolved. Trying to forget the past. But it was too fast... The past was too close, As I made the scars on my arm, There could be no cure or dose, The only thing I did was harm. It was the truth that got to me. How life and death seems so close to me. How people always made fun of me. How everyday I had to cover the flaws on me. Trying hard to survive the dangerous risks of life. Trying hard not to grab that knife. At first it seemed like everything was alright, I surprised everyone when I didn't care if they knew or not. They all thought thought that I would continue to fight. Didn't even know that I suffered a lot. But they already felt bad for what they done, But before they could apologize, I already had closed eyes.