This Scar of Mine

There is a scar On my face Small, steadfastly placed One only notices if they are this close To kissing my soul On my cheek Below the eyes and sideways Beside the bubble-gum sweet Mouth, vivacious story teller like an upside down sharp angled half moon The endless emotions of my sky So attractively rough It attacks the delicate features of my face Allowing my streetwise beautiful Personality To shine through, I don’t hide thetruth It’s as plain as the scar on my face Life isn’t ugly, you make it that way Some days I wish it wasn’t there But I always Appreciate it’s presence I won’t ever forget When I received The blow to my vanity From a fight over youthful yearnings Inside this Is my learning processes Scars hold history I shall carry with me Through tough times Soft and easy, peaceful To remind me Of me