Scars to your beautiful 

funny concept isnt it 

when they tell you that beauty comes from 

a life changing liquid 

They see what I show them 

Then I take off the veil 

and they may see a phase 

But what I see is hell 

I say that I love me

Im convinced that Im lying

I was fighting before 

But maybe theres no point in trtying 

Im told to conceal and 

cover all the mistakes 

create a new foundation 

for scars I didn't make 

But for the ones I did

I'm told to be ashamed

because pretty girls with pretty faces

dont express themselves that way

I can be told what I am

I will never know know what I dont see

How can I see it within

If it is only what im told to be?