These Scar Make Me B E A U T I F U L

By Annaece

Rriipp went the cloth that covered my secret. My lies. My pain. And my escape.

Now you have a new way to attack me

You can poke fun at my scars

That I so desperately try to hide

You say that I was already ugly

And that the scars pile up even more dirt on me

Criss-crosses, zigzags across my arms that brought me relief

Not only was I ugly – that I was also a freak

These scars don’t make me any less beautiful than you

In fact they make you look ugly

You’re nothing more than an obvious face/book

I contain a story along my arms and wrists

Just as pretty as you

Maybe not as tall

Or as thin

Or as glamorous

But I am more than just a pretty face

That’s what makes me beautiful

And that is what – makes – you U – G – L – Y

You play dumb through your life and I cut through it

Don’t fall as hard or as easily

Don’t put others down and make them feel dirty

Only to turn and look in the mirror and see that you’re the one dirty

These scars make me beautiful – no use wearing long sleeves

You’ll see them sooner or later

What makes you beautiful? That powder?

Soon it’ll cause the mirror to shatter – it’ll turn your perfection into dust

While these scars are here to stay and will let me be beautiful forever.

xxx

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