She was the one who freed her mind.
She was the one who didn’t gave a damn..
They called her a freak, a bitch and a liar.
She acted like she didn’t cared, But she couldn’t handle it.

The words kept running through her head; Freak, Bitch, Liar.

She couldn’t remember the last day that she felt happy.
But she could remember another day.
The day she injured herself for the first time.
She cutted the words in het arms; Freak, Bitch, Liar.
Just to free her mind again, to feel who she really was.
She felt so ashamed, she covered her wounds,
And promissed she would never do it again.

The wounds healed and became scars. Year after year she felt better.
She learned how to free her mind on a normal way again.
But her scars will remember her forever on her past.
And the words will remember her on herself; Freak, Bitch, Liar.