Scars of Emotion
You're staring at nothing in the dark.I can't see what you're seeing.
Inside your heart you're bleeding.
Everyday dragging your scars along with you.
I'm trying to understand, but I really don't have a clue.
Nobody can look into your head.
Most of the time, beeing happy, but feeling sad.
Climbing a wall that doesn't seem to end.
Keeping your head straight, cause you don't want it to bend.
That would be a sign of weakness.
But all the others could not care less.
Offering you help, but you won't accept it.
Maybe later, everything will help a bit.
There will be a time that you can deal with your problems.
Accepting help is not a crime.
There will be a time..
