Until One Day

Lately, she's been talking a lot with Jesus,

To take her burden and cover-up all her bruises,

Also to take from her all her ugly scars,

That she feel's is tearing her life apart,

With all the ugly she's wearing on her body,

She think's "How is anyone supposed to love me",

With all those bruises and scar's she's wearing,

How I anyone supposed to look past her appearance,

She prays to God she could just be reincarnated, 

And just come back as somebody different,

She just wants a new life,

Instead of piercing her heart with a knife,

She hates the person that looks back at her in the mirror,

She's so ugly and her image is never any clearer,

Her skin with all those dark spots,

And all those ugly scars and dark thoughts,

She Carrie's all her lifelong trauma,

That's always causing her drama,

Her brain is filled with awful thoughts of suicide,

She k owns there's nowhere to run and hide,

She just wants to make it to heaven's gate,

But from here she feels there's just no escape,

So for now she will just keep writing on this paper,

Until One Day she gets to meet her maker.