Sixty-Three Scars, Who Would Have Ever Known.
There Was So Much More To This Girl, Than Was Ever Shown.
She Hurt In A Way You Never Knew, Tears Trickle Like The Rain.
Tracks Of Pain So Silver On Her Cheeks, Raindrops On The Pane.
Close Your Eyes And Look Away As The Crimson Comes To Life.
Turn Your Cheek When She Screams In Pain, Reaching For Her Knife.
Cover Your Ears, Don't Listen To Her Screams For Help From You.
Walk Away, Leave Her, Driving That Knife Through And Through.
Don't Feel As Though You Need To Change Your Daily Routine.
You're Just Walking Away, From Another Messed Up Young Teen.