She looks down at her arms,
Looking at all the scars.
How many mistakes will it take,
For her to find her place.
Day after day
She tries to hide her blade.
Not many know,
Not many care.
She wish she was born in a different year,
Wishing she had someone to care.
If anyone saw
They look the other way.
But that one boy will stay,
He stays no matter what.
She doesn't complain,
Untill the day he showd her his scars.
A single tear runs down her face.
Knowing it's her fault he did this,
He sits with her
And holds her hand.
Maybe one day she'll understand,
Boy loves her.
She loves boy?
No one will know.
But he wishes he did.
Wishes the scars would go away someday.
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Poems About Life
Poetryhello. This is my first time posting any of my poems anywhere. And yes I know They will be bad, but That's ok. I hope you like my poems . Have a good day :} ( Also: please don't get offended by any of these poems. They're just off the top of my he...
