Scars


Beautiful skin
Clean flawless
Puberty is so jealous!
Just like volcanoes erupting
One two three
Uncountable..
It’s all so recountable.
People stare and snare
Look at her face
Decorated with pink and red.
It burns pains stings
She’s so ugly everyone sings.
She hides cries hates
She’s such an introvert.
Medicines
Bitter sweet sour
All clean, wiped out?
No!
Scars no hair hides
No Make up buyes
Nothing disguises.
And yet
What’s beauty?
I say Scars.

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