SCARS

[Verse]
The bitch got scars on her wrist
Drowning in bottles this life don't make sense
Life is intense her heart is so dense
Rejected neglected and never accepted
The kids at school keep bothering her
Her heart is so sore, Can't take it no more
She wants to go home, Wants to be left alone
Drown in a song, Taking the puffs from the bong
Living like this it won't last long
And she knows it
But she can't control it
She see's the pain pills that her mom left on the kitchen counter
She tried killing herself once but her momma' found her
She thinks deeply about doing this
Life there is no clue in this
She is not true to this
She quickly turned around and went to bed
Woke up in a great mood puts her make up on and heads to school
Some bitch approached her threw her books down and started Laughing the depression she went through started flashing life and The road she was headed to started crashing she wants true Happiness and wants it to be everlasting
Shes headed to first period
This class is filled with a bunch of idiots
Repeating the days over and over
Going crazy when she is sober
Seeing visions looking back at her decisions seeing what she envisions life got her in prison

[First Person Verse]
Yo what the fuck am I supposed to do?
Drown in my sorrows and wallow for today and tommorrow
I'm out this bitch life just isn't for me
The other side is beautiful right
This life isn't Du-able right
God where the fuck is the light
Everything i do im forced to fight
Can't you see that im struggling huh
And where the fuck are you
Now a days I can only trust a few
Now I don't have a damn clue what the fuck im doing here
This life is operated by fear
This feeling is bigger then me
I got a gun im pulling the trigger ima' see if any of the shit that they talk about is real
No one not even a therapist can fathom what i feel
My heart is what i need you to heal
But your not gonna show up right
I guess ima' have to meet you there
Ima just have to meet you there im sorry