• Their hollers rip inside of me,
    they burn my shattered heart.
    Their laughs seem to consume me,
    I'm being ripped apart.

    My tears have long since faded,
    they would do me no good.
    Since no one knows the pain I feel,
    I hide inside my hood.

    I know I'm not worth anything,
    so why do I even try?
    I know I will not heal,
    so why can't I just die?

    The numb has consumed me,
    so I cannot feel more pain.
    I guess that's a good thing,
    it keeps me barely sane.

    But I know I'll just keep breathing,
    and I know my scars will fade.
    And maybe even someday,
    They'll know how much I gave.