Here are the scars and wounds that I have.
Feel free to scrutinize and mutilate them further. Feel better that you have made the correct decisions and that you have always done the right thing.
Here are my scars and wounds.
Make fun of them. Mock their existence. Feel smarter looking at them.The ones which tear my heart into pieces.
Here are those scars and wounds I have been talking about.
The ones you all knew were always there. The ones you thought only I could fix. The ones that you didn't want to witness when they took me nearer to death.
Here are those scars and wounds.
My pain. My life. Your ignorance towards them, even when you knew they were there.The ones you thought were only my way to portray my emotional drama.
You pretended alongside with me. Pretend like me, pretend that the smile on my face could hide those scars and heal those wounds.
My very own scars and wounds.
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