Scars
You applaud when you see
The sunshine
And the giggles
The laughter and the smile
When you see the mask
You would scream when you see
The scars
And the truth that leaks through the cracks
You would cower when you see
The darkness
And how it steals the sun
You would hide when you see
The monster inside of me
The monster that I fight
The monster that is me
Good thing you don’t see the scars.
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