SCARRED ONE

Now it's an everyone's hurt And there's no crypt for my solace But it swells,and it burns as it rushes Worst still it can't be loud,what be the cause? Just like I just waited there in denial, Eventually what couldn't be was and is. Who bores the plea of my innocence now? It's just my struggle now,it always was though. How am I the scarred one,I just rested my head now it's my deathbed. Should I stand and be judged,let my soul find the rest my heart never got It's been a preyed life all along