Not Just A Scar Poem by sara loveday

Not Just A Scar



when i look in the mirror
what do i see
many scars spread over me
but with each scar
there is a tale
from all the times that i have failed
but even though it sounds kind of grim
each one is linked to a happy time that i spend
from making doughnuts to riding bikes
from all grown up to a little tike
now that all these thoughts have cleared my head
i have to feel of bieng braindead
now when i look at the scars on me
bitter moments i no longer see
although those moments are still here
happy times are very near
so now when i look in the mirror i see
not just a scar but a memory

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