Scars

Pain's got a grip It rips right out of me I let myself bleed Draining the blood from a broken heart All that's left to see is a scar It's a piece of me The lasting trace of imperfection The mark of sick heart that had it rough from the start It's not good activity but it's my constant cure Once I did it I wanted more But the scars are my leftover stars Invisible to most but sometimes I wish some people could see See the pain that burns through me Cause I wish someone could save me Throw out the life preserver Cause I'm going under