THESE SCARS


These scars
They’re beautiful
But you cant see the beauty in the color red
The pain,
It fixes my heart
Each slice
Deeper than the last
I close my eyes
Let the pain take over
Just another cut to hide
There’s nothing wrong with me
There’s nothing wrong with this
I’m writing my own story
Writing my feelings
On my wrist
When you see them
you don’t understand
you never will
With your small mind
And happy life
You have never felt my pain
So don’t look at me with your condescending eyes
Look away
Pass your judgment somewhere else
You will never understand

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