Yet another poem

I had a bad day and wrote this. Just my way of venting. It means a lot even if its not particularly well written.

As the scars threaten to leave me I feel myself begging them to stay I remember the loathing I felt as I looked at them But I still sense the security in the pain

I wondered if people ever noticed And if they did were they of suspision? I suppose not because I lie so well I lie to all, even myself

The words of happiness being forced through my throat They protect the others around me I am not selfish I don’t want to scare them The lies will keep making scars.

Answer #1

It’s good…but sad :(

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