Scars Poem by trina johnson

You see your scars everyday
And try to forget them in any way.
They forever scream out to you.
\Making you wonder 'What did I do?
What was I thinking? How can this be true? '
You just wish you would have knew...
You eish you could change that act-
You cant-that's the fact.
Why did you do something that bad
It made your family so sad...
What you did was wrong,
Did you think the cuts wouldn't bleed that long?
Now you finally know.
Do you wish it wasn't so?
Just know that it is...
Don't wish it wasn't like this!
IF you want to wish
Wish that there could be more to miss.