Unveiling

The first time you see The red strokes Where your breasts used to be You demonstrate the essence of confidence, don't you? I am alive! These scars reveal a survivor, isn't that true? But with solitude comes the reveal Fright and doubt Afraid to say to the world what you really feel And you put your grateful face out to the world and try To look brave And let no one ever see you cry I will heal and look better, so they say But not today