The Scars You Left Me

to those of you have left scars on my heart that i felt the need to have them reflected on my skin if it wasn't for you, i would have grown up normal, how boring i would have had friends that lasted for more than a year and i would probably be happy but where's the fun in that? you see, because of you I realized how awful i was. i decided not to be awful anymore and set out to fix myself, make myself more likable if others liked me, maybe i could like myself but no. no one will like me, the chameleon i can switch from quiet to loud in 4 seconds what an amazing talent, right? why be myself when i can constantly mold myself to others likings, so they don't hate me im incredibly lucky to have had the privilege of my life destroyed by you, without you even knowing you can make your jokes, you can tell your white lies you can even try to apologize but its too late the damage is done, left permanently in scars