Someday

Not all scars can fade In her soul is the token that she's paid Her scars aren't fully healed But forgiveness is what she asks for as she kneels Nobody can hear her silent pleas Except the dear Lord as she bows on her knees. Time after time marks appear on her skin Each time she finds out that the blade always wins Silent tears fall down her face She doesn't want to finish her race As sure as day she makes her pain known But to her friends it's barely shown Perhaps you know a girl like this But most the time she is a little amiss Crying at the altar She cries,"Please help me Father!" He takes her pain until she's free Until someone can kick her in the knee Someday she'll be free of the pain But for the moment she's got nothing to gain