Beauty Mark (Special Version)

Hazel eyes Oil on my skin And bit lips That bleed red Stretch marks on hips And a beauty mark On my left breast Two feet that are calloused From walking so far That I fell off a cliff To find I was quite small Feeling for answers And sound in a Rhythm that calls Cleaning glass windows To find there is life Behind these walls Breath in my chest That is strong and secure Finding my balance To heal from the hurt Hazel eyes Oil on my skin And bit lips That bleed red Stretch marks on hips And a beauty mark On my left breast The scars on my heart That make me who I am Will heal, I will heal So that I understand Mmmmm