Deep scars
it hurts, it really does. To leave within my own little shell where no one sees me. they say fool, and I oblige. they say she's smart, and I oblige . they say she's dull, and I oblige. Defensive?, I don't, I just look. I blink and take a deep breath to heal but how when new scars create itself. Sia said to learn to show your feelings but how can I when they say for themselves what they wish. it's me, it's all me but yet they get to decide what and who I am. who are they really ? if not shadows casted over my sanity. it really hurt, right here, in my heart where scars are painful and deeper. where they don't see the sharp Spears they throw and how far it goes...... its sad, it really sad, for me? or for them who don't know the meaning of the words they throw or the damage it has caused. Am just here with deep scars and a big smile. They won't see, they don't have to, they don't deserve to.
2019-01-07 21:07:19
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