Fiending_the_freedom
April 12th, 2006, 11:06 PM
These scars, they tell a story
of a girl that i could be.
Now i'm difrent i have changed
I'm happy now, i'm not the same.
but forever my arms remind me of that pain.
cursed with armwarmers to cover up that shame.
the world is only what you make of it,
becuase it only exsists in your mind.
hate it or love it you make your own opinion from what you find.
drugs and music and inside jokes,
skrew school instead i took a toke.
boyfriends, drunk times and staying up all night.
to high to remeber what started the fight.
of a girl that i could be.
Now i'm difrent i have changed
I'm happy now, i'm not the same.
but forever my arms remind me of that pain.
cursed with armwarmers to cover up that shame.
the world is only what you make of it,
becuase it only exsists in your mind.
hate it or love it you make your own opinion from what you find.
drugs and music and inside jokes,
skrew school instead i took a toke.
boyfriends, drunk times and staying up all night.
to high to remeber what started the fight.