Scars
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Category : Poems
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When people ask if I'm okay "I'm fine," I lie, smiling I hide my scars, with long sleeves My scars are on the outside They line my wrists Scars from every time I felt broken I hide my scars, fake smiles "Are you sure?" They ask "Yep!" I smile "OK," they go back to talking And they don't notice, the scars Which line my body And in the end, My scars are my only friends.
