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Behind the Sweater

By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual WarriorPublished 11 months ago • 1 min read

(Verse 1)

In the summer heat, I wear my disguise,

Heavy sweaters tight, hiding all the lies.

You said I was bad, made me feel so small,

Each bruise you left, a shadow on the wall.

(Chorus)

Oh, the marks that you gave, I learned to conceal,

In a world of laughter, none of it felt real.

You pointed the blame, said it was my fault,

But deep in my heart, I knew it wasn’t all.

(Verse 2)

You laughed at my pain, in the glow of the sun,

Whispers of shame, saying I was the one.

“Hide them away, no one must see,

What a terrible child you’ve turned out to be.”

(Chorus)

Oh, the marks that you gave, I learned to conceal,

In a world of laughter, none of it felt real.

You pointed the blame, said it was my fault,

But deep in my heart, I knew it wasn’t all.

(Bridge)

Now I’m breaking free, shedding the weight,

No more hiding wounds, no more feeling hate.

I’ll turn my pain into a source of light,

These scars tell a story, they’ll help me ignite.

(Chorus)

Oh, the marks that you gave, I’ve learned to embrace,

In a world of healing, I’ll find my own place.

You pointed the blame, but I’ve found my voice,

From the ashes of shame, I will rise and rejoice.

(Outro)

So here’s to the child who learned to stand tall,

Through the bruises and shadows, I won’t let them fall.

With every new sunrise, I rewrite my tale,

A heart that was heavy now begins to sail.

sad poetry

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Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior

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    Written by Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior