Deeper than Cuts
The tears on your face
Shows the lies that have been made
So you hide behind the scars that keep you felling behind bars
Wishing you could just fade away
Afraid of what people might say
If only I could die today
No one must care
I just can't bare
But there must be some hope
Is His name anything I really need
Apparently He died on Calvery
Paid for my salories?
He says he waiting for me to come his way
His soft voice excliams death is not the answer
no not for today
For he is Yeweah He made me this way
full of life
He rcommends I put away the knives
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