Why don't I ever hide my scars,
A symbol of the past.
Maybe I should let it go,
But nothing fades that fast.
Sometimes darker,
Sometimes faint.
Sometimes a helpful, reminder
Or restraint.
I don't regret
I'm not ashamed
I did what I did
To decrease my pain.
And now it's there
Watching me
As a subtle warning
Of what could be.
