Sometimes scars don't fade
Like rebels who don't obay
Stubborn and selfish
They won't go away
Scars run deep to the core
Leaving an eternal burdon
On our bleeding hearts
On our bleeding hearts
Covered... covered with
Scrapes, scars, bruises, blood
Scars of unforgiven vendetta
Blood of despair and disbelief
Taking over the heart
And the pain never goes away
Happiness fails to exist
Trapped in a cage
Made of unfortunate events
No sign of any repents
Just anger, hatered, and grudges
Accompany the helpless soul
With no mercy
The cage eats you up inside
Sometimes scars don't fade
Written by: Me, William B. Phelps
Credit: My Life