Everywhere i look,
I see people..
People with cuts and scars,
People with burns and bruises.
They all have stories,
That i dont know.
I am a person with cuts and scars.
The person with burns and bruises.
I have a story,
That they dont know.
Do i want them to know?
Sure..... Why not.
Do i want to tell them?
No..... I dont.
Do i want them to feel sorry?
Definitely not...
I am a person,
Just like them.
I have flashbacks,
I have a story,
I have cuts,
Scars,
Burns,
And bruises.
I am a person.
The only difference
Between us,
Is i am a person,
That just wont heal....
YOU ARE READING
I Am A Person
HorrorIts my very first poem i wrote while i was in a bad place. Tell me what you think.
