I hide them well
Under sleeves and excuses
Away from public view

Deep down their healing is
Deep in a place
No surgeon can't reach

Protected by bone
The reality still haunts

"It's just a white scar, who would care about?"

Those that understand
The visible white line
Is nothing compared
To the open wound that never heals

Despite the wraps
Despite the best efforts
The scabs always find a way
To bleed once more

Hidden from the public eye
Hidden deep down
In the prison a mind created