Beautiful Scars

Lately I've been questioning myself.

How do people see me?

I know no one is perfect but maybe my good side outways the bad, maybe.

Am I beautiful to you, inside outside?

Or just on the inside.

I have scars, big ones and in not so pretty places. The doctors call it keloid.

Yup the monster has a name.

No one knows my pain.

Only two people ever did.

God and sis.

It's hard but I would rather hope for a solution than let it get to me.

I see how people look at my scars sometimes.

Especially when they've seen my beauty a few times only to see what's hidden beneath my shirt, right below my neck.

Some scars can't be hidden, like the ones on my wrist and arm.

It hurts—literally.

I'm in pain quite a lot of times from the scars.

Who else would love me scars and all?

Will you, will he, will they?

I hope they do.

I'll always find the strength to keep loving myself, despite all these.

I love me, and I hope you do too.❤

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So guys, I hope you like this one! And I hope you know you're beautiful scars and all❤

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