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First memory

I was walking with my family

And the scar resembles a square

In a park full of Friendship

Realize my relationship

to my own life, I know they'll never care

But I saw the lake over this way

And the trees over there, oh how they sway

I remember you were all there

But alas I tripped over my shoe lace

It seems I fell so far from grace

To ask for help is something I will never dare



I'll get myself up

As you walk away

Help myself as I always do

And go to see another day

This scar on my knee was meant to be

To make me see my destiny

This scar on my knee is me



First memory

Was it a dream or reality?

I can't quite put my finger on it

Why did you all keep going ahead?

If I didn't help myself, I'd end up dead

And If I spoke now Iknow you'll have a fit

Now I see my knee is bleeding

Gasping for air while my bravery is fleeting

Little girl knows this hurts more than a little bit

I see you've all gone ignorantly

I have to catch up desperately

Along with wounded leg my heart is hit



I'll get myself up

As you walk away

Help myself as I always do

And go to see another day

This scar on my knee was meant to be

To make me see my destiny

This scar on my knee is me



First memory

Maps out my personality

Filled with originality

Metaphor of my mortality

I have this scar on my knee

It's there permanently

This scar on my knee is me