The Battlegrounds


Scars over my body
I plunge myself into my battlegrounds
Going through my so-called life while inside I'm dying
Smiling on the surface while my soul is crying.....

I want to accept myself
But will society ever accept me?
Stretch marks all over my body
Knives in my heart

All I ask is a bit of love
Is that too much to ask?

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