Life is just a war… Why should we have to go threw the painÂ of living… I want to know when I’m gone ill be happy… Scars run down my legs, will they disappear when I leave? Ill never be able to see my futureÂ but that’s okay I never had one anyway. I’m just another soul but what’s the point in living if no one wants me around? My scars make me feel like someone but sometime illÂ go just a bit deeper and that will be it.. Im in a different world.. I’m just another heart beat slowing down.. I won’t be missed ill never make a difference .. I’m just another soul another face..