Mis Cicatrices

What am I supposed to do with these scars?
That remind me of those gray days
Not everything heals with a simple sorry
I don’t know who I am, what did you do to me?

I’m tired of people asking me
What all my tattoos mean
From a distance, I know it shows that I’m not
The person I used to be

Before I opened the door
And let you in
Before I let my guard down
And let myself go

What am I supposed to do with these scars?
That remind me of those gray days
Not everything heals with a simple sorry
I don’t know who I am, what did you do to me?

I’m tired of people asking me
What all my tattoos mean
From a distance, I know it shows that I’m not
The person I used to be

Before I opened the door
And let you in
Before I let my guard down
And let myself go

I’m barefoot, the cold is on my feet
It made me remember that last time
When you looked at me and told me that
You were going to break my paper soul
And I, so naive, believed it all
But something told me it wasn’t true
In front of you, my fears
You ended up using them against me

My reflection feels a bit distant
I want to be who I was before

Before I opened the door
And let you in
Before I let my guard down
And let myself go

What am I supposed to do with these scars?
That remind me of those gray days
Not everything heals with a simple sorry
I don’t know who I am, what did you do to me?

I’m tired of people asking me
What all my tattoos mean
From a distance, I know it shows that I’m not
The person I used to be