Old Scars

Tear open the old scars
Rip through the flesh
And leave a few news ones
Beaten Battered,
Worn and Tattered
Suffer through the pain
Suffer through your eyes
Suffer through the gaze
Cause that's all there is
they peirce my soul
You read to closely
to the pages I wrote
You stare intently
at the emotions I faked
Stab through it
you knew it
it was never real
it could never be true
They're just old scars
Old injuries of the past
Wound over wound
the same repetitive pains
The past, the present
It all blurs together
Under the lines
of those old damn scars