I remember from the scars
How I Passed through
The wounds of past
I go through the same old path
Lost somewhere never to come back.
My scars of haunting reality
My scars of despise and tragedy
The scars to remind me
Another forgotten story.
All I want is to forget
The haunting memories
Of dreadful truth
A reality I ain’t accept
But they show me
My mirror image.
Walking souls
Buried with dead conscience
My conscience is shouting
The wrong and right decisions
I fight with ‘em
Losing my consciousness.
My scars of haunting reality
My scars of despise and tragedy
The scars to remind me
Another forgotten story.
My open heart
Burnt with tragic bruises
With fraudulent turns
I have lost hope.
Scars won’t let me be
forgetting my past.
My scars of haunting reality
My scars of despise and tragedy
The scars to remind me
Another forgotten story.
What’s happening to me,
Where I am
Stuck in this moment
Caged in denial.
I can’t move
To move ahead
to move on
Where is that only thing
Which can be my freedom.
Then I see those four little scars
Out of no reason it made me laugh
When I realized I have that smile
I couldn’t stop wondering
How wrong been right.
The moment of that playful fight
The joy and happiness
And many hardships I survived
Every scar tells a story
Happiness or sadness
It has its melody.
Story continues and so many scars
But every story ends
With the same tag line
I have lived
I have survived.
My Scars are worth it
‘Coz they define
My being and
Who I am.
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