Told am I that I am many things
My past mistakes my present
To you

Time does nothing
Healing cannot take place
Old scars from long past battles
Seething blood again

Torn open and exposed
Yet things done by you
Long forgotten

Say that I am this
Always will be forever
Say that everyone else thinks the same
Nothing more

Words may not matter to you
Nor feeling inside
In the end though
Alone I sit staying silent and calm

Vindication I'll have
In the end of it all
This thought alone
Keeps me strong


...just something that popped in the noggin. say whatever, I really don't mind, just....expressing I suppose.