If you look closely,
You can see the scars.
Not the ones on her arms.
Those she wears with pride.
Because she survived.
It's the open wounds disguised as scars that we tend to overlook.
The "I'm fine" scrapes
And the "don't worry" bruises.
It's the self loathing and eternal disappointment that you think is long gone.
Buried deep down.
But really, shes still the same sad girl,
Shes just better at hiding it.
