It’s getting too difficult.
It’s getting harder and harder to hide the scar.
It’s big and pink and purple and is just trying to get noticed.
But if someone sees it, then everyone will know.
All the secrets that the scar holds will be released, out on the open.
Then the gossip will start.
I may have survived suicide, but the gossip will cut deeper than the scars.
It will cut me apart.
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Or it might be a cool scar. A battle scar. A pirate’s scar. To show that you have lived.
I don’t know you…but it’s real right? I have my own to. I’ve learned to accept it and honour myself. I’ve survived tons of hell and helped people along the way. When you own it, I think it’ll be easier for you.
you are who you are. i can relate. my entire arm is covered in scars and i have to continually hide it. but i look at it like this. i am who i am. yes im a cutter. im old enough to make my own decesions and that is what i decide to do. you may be ashamed of your past but it led to who you are today.
i have many scars on my wrists, up to the elbows from burning myself. i know what it is like to hide them from the world. also how to hide them from questions. they are part of you now, only a time machine will fix that.