Scars

I have lots of scars They lie beneath my flesh Though not visible They are my truest testiments The life that I have lived Sometimes hard, not by choice The scars are constant reminders I lived, I rose above it all I chose to fight I wanted life to continue I rufused to die I refused to give in I'll continue to take them Wherever I go They are forever etched Inside of my soul They are my victory They are my pride I carried on When most would have died