My Scars

When people look at me,
They think they know me.
But they have no clue,
They try to take pieces of me,
and put them together,
To make me seem like im what they imagine....
Im not what they imagine,
I too...have scars,
On the outside, i look normal...
Thats because i lock my scars on the inside,
I do not want them to see...or know
What ive been through.
Youmay think it is too painful to face,
Ultimately,
However,
I feel no pain.
Today i open my doors.
Not for you, but fo me,
THESE ARE MY SCARS.