Accepting These Scars

Have you seen me before?
When nothing mattered to me anymore...

The world was a blur around me
So painful, cold, and bare: I was numb to it all...

Do you know what it's like?
To live for nothing but the happiness of those around you?
And then to have it destroyed...

I cared with undying passion for everyone
only to have myself shot down...

Do you have any clue what i became?
I was a void. I was cold. I was empty...

No feelings emitted from me
Not sorrow. Not depression. Not hurt. Not even hate...

Only acceptance

Acceptance of how i was treated...
lies...
racism...
judged...
used...

All of these are hard wounds to bare.
Emotional scars i will always wear.