Dreams & Scars

Money buys medicine
And hollow things
But no matter how I try
I can’t buy love or peace
You tell me to take care of myself
But I see photographs
And I’m dying inside
Dreams of being in arms of strangers
And angels
Never makes the fear subside
Ended up with scars
When it was over
Something in me died
How can you rebuild the walls
And it tears me up
But everybody cries
sometimes.