When the mirror I face
All the scars I can see
Flaws deep inside me
But I wouldn't change a thing
They are part of me
If you don't want them
You are free to leave
The doors are open
They were never closed
Awful the world feels for me
Healed scars the mirror knows
Part of me  are the mended scars
You don't like them?no sweat
For I love them,no regret