when i think of how it used to be,
i look at the scars you left with me.
i read those words you wrote me,
kills me to know im nothing to you.
when you said i love you
i didnt know what to do
i was on top of the world
until you threw me down
i am just a girl left with scars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem