Scars
I am not perfect. No one is.
The scars I have, the pain I feel...
Inside it hurts. Outside I smile.
Happy?
No not me...
I smile to hide the hatred.
Not for you but for me
Myself
And I .
When you look at me you see normal
A smile
A laugh
But the stories I hold will never be told...
Only seen
Only judged
Those are my scars.
