Hiding away in long sleeves and jeans,
Trying not to show it hurts
And slowly sinking deeper into cold darkness.
I wish I could find you.
I'd unwrap each bandage,
I'd kiss each and every scar.
I'd hold you close and whisper
"Scars or not, you are beautiful to me."
It doesn't matter what gender you are,
Or who or what you identity as,
Or how old you are,
Even though you are facing dark times,
wherever you are
I just want you to know
I don't care if you have scars
You are all Beautiful to me