Written by Chaka PX
Growing up i thought birth marks comes naturally,
Until i saw the deep scar.
What do i call that?
A reminder right?
IT has healed but still hurts.
my thought went through my eyes,
I hate the sight of it.
I wont discuss it, stop talking to me.
My mark my memory.
what really happened i can’t say.
its my addiction that sickens me
my mark preach,
Please don’t judge me,
Know me first
my mark hurts
i cant take it any longer
Whoooooooo is out there………….. it hurts.