stars

she wrote Stars on my scars.. but she can't see them all somewhere said to leave but came back inside.. I can see them..sometimes.. when I get caught up in comparison.. I'd rather be anyone else.. her Papa called my trailer trash again.. so I'll play my tiny violin... they can watch me as I burn it to the ground I said if I can't be your hero then I'll be your villain instead.. that won't change ever... you get what you deserve not what you want... if you got what I needed and I didn't that's not fair... watch out I'm the monster you invented