looking at the scars that you didn't put on me
wishing you had to validate the pain
emptiness and bitterness creep 'round inside me
like a sleek black panther stalking it's prey
though you may never understand
the hell you put me through
i still know it was real
i have the scars inside
in hidden places
but they are just as real as the ones on my wrists
you may never admit
the pain and the torture
but i know what you did and how it made me feel
even if someday i do forgive you for all the heartache
i will still wear the scars
like red badges of courage