Every time I fall down,
I would wish that it is just a wound,
A wound that will be gone anytime soon.
Months have passed
That scar you gave me,
I can still see it.
I’ve put on a band-aid,
I wore long sleeves,
But that scar is still in plain sight.
Now years have passed
That scar you gave me,
It’s slowly fading away.
But that scar is already a part of me
It won’t completely disappear
I’ll just have to live with it.
~twoonetwonine