its something i have learned
to live for myself..
and care for no other
to turn my back on the world
and shut you out
find no trust in others
i cant even find it in myself
hiding behind a mask of scars..
they know who i really am
they know why they are there
ever drop of blood had a story
brought in three fold for the tears
i would never be caught crying
but that was long ago
and i am riddled with my mistakes
ive grown from that stage
formed into a zombie of my own mind
a dull lull of emotions
a scale of grey inside
ive locked myself far away
from the blinding beings of others
ive found myself seaching
over the pale flesh
and ive drawn one conclusion
the lines that taint my skin
are nothing but a ghost of the past
condemming me to my own hell
branded by the crisp metal
and to think, all the worry
no longer clouds my mind
yet i am still forced to hide
to hide behind a mask
the one i created...
 
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