I have made it across
The firing range.
My wounds have healed
Leaving jagged scars:
Reminders.
This one here
Is from when you called me ugly
And this one
Is from when you called me a freak
These are from the laughs at my expense
And this one across my back
Is from when you betrayed my trust.
Thank you
For giving me these tokens
To help me never forget
The lessons learned
Did you know
I wanted to die?
I learned that life is too sweet
Did you know
I wanted to starve?
I learned that I am to precious
Did you have any idea
Of what you did to me?
Or did you turn away,
Afraid of what you would see?
I learned that others can feel pain too
So now
when I feel like giving up
I look at these scars
And I remember
That life is wonderful
That I am worth something
And that no one will drag me down again
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