Scars are a part of you like tattoos they speak,
People see your scars and mumble under their breath,
Each scar means something hard times in your life,
Fighting a losing battle it feels like you can't win,
You are stronger than you think you just have to dig deep,
Accepting defeat is not an option the journey has been too long,
They attempt to make you miserable as they are miserable,
But the benefit of the doubt you shall not give them,
Weak is what they call you but you have the roar of a lion,
Screaming from the mountain top "I am Strong!"
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Poems Upon Poems
Poesía"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
