Them All

Some of us

Wear scars on our hearts

Atrocious nightmares

Ambigous mirages

Callous memories

They live indelible

Forever in each heart chamber

 

Some of us

Wear scars on our skin

Telltale signs

We cannot cope

With this cunning plane of existence

Ugly serpentines

Our little clandestine vice

 

But I saw you

You were kinder to the strangers on the bus

 

Some of us

Wear someone else's scars

Are we saviours or masochists?

Perhaps just love sick fools

 

And some of us wear them all

 

So don't you put carat gold on my skin

We're nothing akin

Can't buy me pretty dresses

They'll just crumble to ashes

 

I can feel your desolation

But now

For what is in your core

The unicorns can't touch me anymore