Scars on my soul
I wasn't always this sad, This cold and grey.
I used to be happy, and bright.
But then I met a boy, and he took it all away.
I used to smile, and stand outside, arms wide open.
I'd wait for the sun to rise, for her to envelop me into her warmth.
And then afterwards ; Everything got so cold.
I don't go outside anymore, And I don't reach for the suns warmth,
I lie awake at night, pleading with my burning eyes.
I wasn't always this way, I used to be whole.
But then he broke me, And he scarred my soul.