Scar

It feels like I don't even wanna look at my face,

In mirrors or pictures.

And they won the race,

'Cause I've got a few stitches.

I fought with my mind,

But it's too late.

'Cause I'm left behind,

Maybe that's fate.

I used those filters,

And tried to hide it.

They were my shelters,

'Cause it felt like shit.

It's like I'm a part of a silent war,

A war that's destroying me.

Its gonna leave a scar,

But I'll let it be.

Now I've probably learnt,

Learnt to live with it.

Even though the acid burnt,

That's not it.

Maybe not all heroes need masks,

I wore one though.

And everytime someone asks,

I don't tell them what I've been through.