You can't see mine;
They aren't on my skin.
They run deep,
Crisscrossing my heart.
You can't help me;
They'll never go away.
They run deep,
Covering me with blood.
Then he fixed me;
Smoothing over the damage.
I can live again,
But this time I know I can break.
You can't see my scars;
They aren't on my skin.
They run deep,
But I still know how to love.
