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I was well aware of my scars,
You didn't had to point them out.
They keep me up at night,
Make me nervous in midst of eyes.
Now they are reopened again,
Barely were they healed,
Cutting a little bit deeper,
Bleeding a little longer.
It will take time to heal them,
Even if healed the scars will remain,
A permanent reminder of everything bad and ugly within me.
I try to ignore them but so many like you never let me forget,
Never let me overcome them,
Never let me move on.
You have scars too,
Just like me
But i won't point them out,
I know the pain too closely,
To inflict in upon you.
But i am tempted to laugh at your flaws,
To mock your foolishness
To embarrass you at your mistakes
To make you question yourself
I am evil too
So are all
But what you choose
Makes the difference
Don't point your fingers at me
When you have handprints all over you
Don't you dare laugh at my scars
When you are protecting yours by other's skin
You ruined something you didn't create
You destroyed beyond repair
You have killed me cut by cut
You have made me question me in every bit
If someone shows you their scars
Don't make a laughing stock of them
They trusted you
Don't break their trust.
So keep them hidden
Until you are safe
Show it to someone who will draw a beautiful picture out of it
No to someone who will think they are litters.
You pointed out my scars as if i could ever forget them
You made them cut a little deeper
Made them bleed a little longer
It will leave a darker scar when healed
If ever it healed.
I would have forgotten about it
but i won't ever make that mistake again
Because people don't see the good in you
They search the scars
To tease you
To mock you
To cut them open again.
So keep them hidden
Until you are safe
Show it to someone who will draw a beautiful picture out of it
No to someone who will think they are litters.
About the Creator
Gianna Addison Woods
♡ I am a student currently in my last year of graduation ♡ I love reading books
♡ I have a knack for writing depressing poems and sometimes romantic ones too
♡ I want to publish a book in my future,
Hope you like it 🎀✨️
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Comments (2)
search the scars! wow. and Don't point your fingers at me When you have handprints all over you Great poem but it's sad and I hope you get some happiness!
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