No one sees these scars I cary
It was not made with fists
These scars are of the many times
That words hit and didn't miss

The times you spoke and made me believe
That all i do is wrong
The time you screamed and swore in anger
Those years were far too long

One day i saw it isn't me
It truly wasn't so
You were the evil in it all
You caused so much sorrow

You angered every one around
You pushed them all away
I had no friend to stand by me
They didn't want to stay

So i picked up all the pieces
Of my life scattered around
My broken bruised self image
kicked dirty to the ground

As I dusted them all off
And slowly started to mend
I realized you're not part of me
Not even just a friend

The years i was forced to believe
That this is what you call love
Those years taught me wisely
That life should not be this tough

When you got on that plane to leave
My old life left with you
And back was me from years ago
To myself i will be true

Author SM Hermann