Makes Me, Me

These wretched scars that mark my arms are apart of me Every tear I shed Every thought, that I think upon Every smile that has come upon my face Every moment that I'm alive makes me, me Every word that's been spoken whether good or bad Things I regret but can't take back, I can't go back and erase my past I can't go back and erase my scars, because that's apart of me All of my imperfections makes me, me Sure I can try and cover up, but still the memories stay That's something I can't cover up I can't lie about it because memories makes me, me Though my past is left behind and I may dwell on things that I wish were never done I may have encouraged those when I needed encouragement myself Putting others before myself, my actions good or bad makes me, me My anger that boils on the inside My shame I tried to hide behind My thoughts that brings dissatisfaction to my body left feeling alone, hurt, misunderstood My feelings may overwhelm me, but all my feelings makes me, me You may not know me but who I decide to show or put forth makes me, me When I wake up and look into the mirror I see a broken, lost, soul trapped in wanting to be free but is to afraid to leave a place where it's been at for too long Decisions I made in the past good or bad The things I chase after My heart's cry, the little voice that's inside It never lies I avoid change, but I do understand that I'm in need When I know I'm in need I'll suck up my pride, that's a part of me you'll barely see, but to admit it makes me, me #whatmakesyou,you #thisisme #makesme,me