Many injuries are gone unseen
Many injuries are unhealed
What remains is the scar
The injury might heal with time'
The once which could be seen -
At times the seen scars gains sympathy too
The unseen ones suffer alone
No sound made- no empathy gained
No one to heal no one to feel
It carries itself all alone
All by itself- all by its own.
One day it cries all by its own
Second day it fights the world with a smile
Third day it dries dries and dries
But that mark that mark of remembrance- remains
Each time you see- you relive the incident of the scar..
I wish the scars the unseen scars could be healed too
I wish someone would take some time
Some time to see the unseen injuries
Sometime to feel and care for the scar
The fact is these are unseen injuries-
- so no one cares
- so no bothers
Let it go- you take care of yourself
No one is bothered of your soul your unseen injuries
What it matters is you are there for them....
they have atleast you..
Whereas you have the world with you'
where no one knows you,no one stands by you
Theres no one whom you can depend on
You fight smilingly cryingly all by your own-
While you are injured more
while the old scars dry a bit more....
Many injuries are unhealed
What remains is the scar
The injury might heal with time'
The once which could be seen -
At times the seen scars gains sympathy too
The unseen ones suffer alone
No sound made- no empathy gained
No one to heal no one to feel
It carries itself all alone
All by itself- all by its own.
One day it cries all by its own
Second day it fights the world with a smile
Third day it dries dries and dries
But that mark that mark of remembrance- remains
Each time you see- you relive the incident of the scar..
I wish the scars the unseen scars could be healed too
I wish someone would take some time
Some time to see the unseen injuries
Sometime to feel and care for the scar
The fact is these are unseen injuries-
- so no one cares
- so no bothers
Let it go- you take care of yourself
No one is bothered of your soul your unseen injuries
What it matters is you are there for them....
they have atleast you..
Whereas you have the world with you'
where no one knows you,no one stands by you
Theres no one whom you can depend on
You fight smilingly cryingly all by your own-
While you are injured more
while the old scars dry a bit more....
....and you grow
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