It Hurts
It hurts to breath,
It hurts to be,
inside this form,
where no one see how much i cry.
They ask me why?
But i have no reply.
I can hurt as much i want,
I can fix my hurt with my scars,
But no one can fix the scars on my heart.
For only i can fix my scars
Copyright © Samantha Watts | Year Posted 2008
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