Scars Poem by Kierstyn Ouellette
Scars
Everyday I see them
The ugly marks one my skin
I look at them and remember
They aren’t just marks
They are stories,
Chapters of my life
Each one of them telling a different story
People call them self-harm scars
I don’t
I call them battle scars
Each one showing a battle I survived
Another day I fought to live
These aren’t just my scars
These are me!
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