The Sellout

I carry the scars with me everywhere I go

Keep them hidden though

Make sure nothing ever shows

You’re always here every time I feel

So I make sure I’m never too real

Make sure I never heal

They call out to me during the night

Tell me I’m not alright

Fill my heart with spite

When the dawn breaks and the sun comes out

Shadows recede and turnabout

Again I become a sellout.

~ Serenity ~