Scars Untrailed
Scars so deep the trails, the trails are untraceable.
A smile, a smile that's been forced and faked more than once.
Voice, a voice that's been silenced so many times
I cant recall how I sound.
Me, I have endured more than I needed
to be served to me on a steel plate.
Look at me, the life in me has been yearning to be reborn again.
I am a woman born to be an individual that should stand firm and rooted.
Rooted to what she solely believes to be true.
I am caught up in a web of confusion and twisted emotions.
Lost in a maze of my own feelings.
I am gradually learning to find the connection between Me and reality.
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