please don't touch my scars especially the one on my heart cause that one really hurts so please don't I met this fly girl named Kielyn pinch me I must be dreaming actually let me sleep admiring the most beautiful thing I have ever seen inspiring me to write down this verse to put in words what mouth can't out loud right now & why do I always act shy & wait till it's to late to ask out the girls I like till after they get a boyfriend then end up in the friend zone stoned & all alone no one ever calls my phone & everything I've done I did it on my own I'm so fucking sick of being independent it's a lonely place to be slowly eating away at my soul my scars are years old but they still hurt when you touch them so please don't do it oh this one here I got it when cupid shot his stupid arrow thru this heart & it still hasn't healed yet but what doesn't kill you will only make you stronger at least that's what they say I may seem weak as long as you don't wake up the beast that's been asleep