Thursday, October 13, 2011

Beauty... Scars...

October 8, 2011

In the eyes of men who suffered,
My difficulties are of little depth.
Even I believed it like that,
But why does my heart bleed?
I may not be a martyr
Who died knowing the deepest
Thorns of this world,
But I also battled with a thing.
Oh yes! A lowly outer beauty pride
Whose worth is priced high
Because it is pleasing to the eye.
I do not like to be ashamed but I am.
I wish to be in a circle where scars are invisible.
Where hurts fade away before it reach my skin.

- Jez -

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