I want to write about happy things
but that has been took away
with scars you can not see
and this is what it brings
some wounds want heal
some wounds want leave a scar
i come home from war i look the same
because no one can see the scars
that i hide inside of me
that is why it is so hard
i have been lucky in so many ways
but the damage inside of me
still hurts today
i act like i am find
but i am living my days pretending
with these scars trapped inside of me