i sit hear and count
the scares that remind me
of the rough times i have been through
to count all the times bloods come out
and all the times i have shed tears
i sit hear and start to cry
remebering everything i have done
just to get where i am
so i say
i might add more
but it will be worth the pain
cause this is me and i dont think i will ever chang
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