Scars

Your flesh, blood scattered around ur wrists

Wounds that can never heal 

Scars that will last forever

U look at ur  skin and circle around with ur fingers the part of ur scars

U think to yourself why would I do this too me?

U know it’s wrong 

But can’t stop

Because of the feeling and the bloody scene

Parents wondering why 

But cant give explaination 

Scared to be judge for the battle u have face 

U wear a hoodie to cover up them scars 

Not to face judgement toward u