It seems my bleeding past is over
Replaced by white scars
Dominating my entire arms
I no longer wear a windbreaker in this humid weather
No longer find the need to apply mismatched concealer on my skin
No more lands lost to new scars
I am embracing
And so have my parents
Who showed their concern
Why have they not faded after so long?
I was not aware you had so many...
I do not mind their comments
Or them noticing
However, I am still unable to voice out to them that
I love my scars
My scars are beautiful
And I have embraced them as a forever part of me
Because a little part of me is still afraid
That they want my skin to be back to porcelain perfection
Without any cracks just like my mom has birthed me