scars of the soul
As I look at the scars on my soul I think of the times they were put on Each time I bled, I cried no more You only laughed and beat me with force You told me how to dress, how to live What to eat, what to drink and what to dream You owned my life, my body and soul That shall happen never again, anymore When you lay on your death bed and we knew you were going I knew I would be free forever more I looked in your eyes and f...
