You know those scars?
Don't ask.You know the cuts?
Don't ask.You know things about me?
Don't ask,
Don't share,
Don't spill.Those trust issues?
You don't wanna know.I don't open up much?
I wonder who's fault that is.I'm dark? Twisted? Evil?
I guess I'm just fucked up.I'm begging you to see;
Everything's all right at home.I'm begging you to know;
Everything's all right at home.I begging to let the pain out;
Everything's. All. Right.Begging to scream, to cry, to run;
I said it's all right.To get out, run from the scars and tears;
It's all right. I'm all right.So, you know those scars?
They have a reason.Those cuts?
They have a meaning.Those things about me?
I probably shouldn't have told you.I'm begging you to see;
That I'm just scared, just afraidAfraid of the truth?
Maybe.Afraid you'll leave?
Probably.Afraid I'll hurt you?
Definitely.You know my life?
Don't ask,
Don't share,
Don't spill.-
I promise I'm ok 😃
Nothing happened, but this one has been sitting in drafts forever so I got in the poetry mood and wrote. Hope you enjoyed 🤷♀️
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