The scars of my Life

The "Amore" carved into my leg is nothing in comparison to the amore carved into my heart.
The cross carved in my wrist is nothing in religion compared to the cross carved into the wall of the church.
The star in carved in my wrist is nothing compared to the star that lives deep within my soul.
And the "March 29th" carved into my left leg reminds me of you and why I am me.
Why I am here
Oh and don’t forget the "L"
Red up…love
Red down…loser
And these are the emotions of my skin
Brought from the "heart" just for you
The "lines" like the never ending rode that I am traveling on carved in my arms
Legs
Body
Self
The scars for life