Scarred
I hate the scars
I live with
But they're mine.
To struggle inside of this shell
Is just fine.
Can't tell you where
I'm going,
And a little hazy about where I've been.
Just want to make it through a day without pain.
Want you to hold me
And tell me I'm not insane.
Copyright © Nicole Sikler | Year Posted 2014
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