Sunday, July 18, 2010

Our scars remind us that the past is real

Do you have any cool scars with an awesome story behind it?
And everytime you look at it, you think to yourself "Wow, that was awesome!"
Or, do you have a scar(s) that you wish would just disappear?
Because, everytime you see that hideous thing, the thoughts of how you got it flood your mind, and you flip out.
That, happens to be me.
Although, I'm not going to go into how I received these scars,I will explain the impact that these have had on my life.
You know when you wake up in the morning, and you're like dead tired, and the last thing you want to do is get up and have to dig through your clothes to find something to wear?
Well, that's even harder for people who have to find clothes that will cover up their disgusting scars even when it's 90 degrees out.
It feels as though you're hiding something from the world.
You're like a robot, you do the motions, just to please people, when really you want to open up about your true self, but you just can't get yourself to do it.
Welcome to my life.
The scars have taken over.
There is nothing I can do about it.
I want to let the world in, take ahold of me, bring me to the light at the end of the tunnel, but they're not ready for me, I'm not ready for them.
What will this lead me to?

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