Scars

I stand alone, with my scars, it's not easy to see them at first sight, but still, they're there.

You'll notice it when you see deep into my eyes, they're not the same, they wont look into anyone's the same.

Scars made out of nightmares that once were dreams, used to hurt so bad and made me scream,

it's all over now, no more nightmares, but no more dreams too,

The pain consumed me inside, it was so hard to bear, consumed good and bad,

But i did my own pain, that's why i stand alone tonight, i pray your pain has gone away; and you can rest tonight,

Finally all i have are my scars, but the one that hurts the most, are the ones you can't see.

Heart of stone

It's been really hard for me, being on my on, but i ratter this way instead of being with someone i don't truely love and that doesn't love me back.

I feel like my heart it's getting softer, if i could say that, i'm letting myself be driven by my willing of getting out of the hole that i've been buried in.

But i never thought people can be so cold, and when i say "people" i mean someone special. He let his heart to harden and now he has a heart of stone, with me at least.

There's nothing like feel the warmth of someone you love, specially now the days are getting colder as they go by. I'll have to find the way to stay warmer by myself, i don't think i need somebody else, rigth?