The scares around my wrist they are no longer,
or don’t I see them because I’m stronger?
I just carved a piece of emptiness into my arm,
to make everyone notice that I was charmed

But all the eyes looked beyond the fragile soul
that had been left by itself in the cold,
wandering lonesome in the dark
with an only trace, a shadow mark

No footsteps to follow on the solitary road,
I’m alone carrying my heavy load
But it doesn’t matter, I’m not here for anything
I’ll just fly away on my butterfly wings.