My Story in Scars

How will you know Im hurting
If you cannot see my pain?
To wear it on my body
Tells what words cannot explain.
Each line represents a piece
Of the life I left behind.
As they start to fade away
Im not sure what I will find.
Is it healing from the pain
That I cant run from anymore?
Is it accepting who I used to be
When I couldnt do it before?
Will I finally be able to let go
And forgive myself at last?
Or will I always be haunted
By those moments in my past?
Every scar tells a story.
Each one is a mask.
I really want to let you in
I just need you to ask.