ScarsA Poem by BellaFor people who make judgementsPeople think they know me
Because they can see my scars But they don't know me at all The only scars they can see Are the ones I make with a jagged blade The scars on my wrists tell them the whole story Or does it.... Call me emo Call me a drama queen Call me a w***e These are just more cuts That scar up my heart That's already broken It's an honor to wear these scars As a reminder of what I've done And what I've proven to myself I will make more scars As a reminder to you That only I can hurt me I will not hide them So don't ask me too I will show them proudly like badges of honor They make me who I am A reminder I keep with me at all times They keep me real So make judgements I welcome them Because your actually doing me a favor © 2013 BellaAuthor's Note
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