summon4starmony

 Cuts decorate my palms Scabs peel off my wrists Tears fall from my eyes It's the same old song I'm back to as I used to be. The only difference is your love Though the pain remains the same My heart still has not healed. Will you look at me differently? How could you   love me the same  ? I don't want to keep lying Lying… to the one that holds my heart. I want you to love  me For  whom I am ... though Some things are better left unsaid… Some cuts are better hidden …To avoid suspicion of others. Some scabs must be left alone …In order to fully heal. Some tears must be wiped away …To avoid sympathy