Three simple scars

There are three simple scars, a knife put in her neck.
She says she's OK, but inside she's a wreck.

She wears this happy smile, and laughs with her friends all day.
But inside she's praying silently that tonight he stays away.

She trusts one man, a simple guy, but is careful not to tell him all.
'cause this pain of hers is not his, he needs not to see her fall.

She wears this scarf around her neck, so no one can ever see.
These scars are hers, hers alone and so they will remain to be.

I'm telling you about this girl I know, I tell you with a rhyme.
I see her in the mirror, I see her all the time..

* I might edit it later, but I would like to hear your opinions and suggestions. *