[center][h3][b]Deeper Than the Surface[/b][/h3]

My scars
aren't located on my wrists
Or my thighs
but in my mind.
You could take one look at me
and think I'm okay
maybe even that I've never seen
a moment's hardship in my life.
Look deeper into my eyes
the eyes that have cried
been closed tightly shit
the saddest eyes you'd have seen.
My mind I torn with regrets
overthinking what could
and shouldn't have been..
the things I wish I could be.
Scars to much deeper
than just the surface..
if you were to focus on my skin
you'd think I was lying to you.
I may not have dark lines
all across parts of my body..
but the scars remain
as hidden as yours are, now.
You can see my heartaches
in my mannerisms
the way I fabricate problems
from the thin air between us..
Or the way I sit quietly
curled in on myself
a book in my hand
trying to escape.
To escape what its like
to be someone as torn as I
someone who wants to be so deeply loved
but can't be bothered to love herself, first.[/center]