Scar

Looking from across the way, I see that mark across your face The mark of past experiences The wrath of lost experiments I see that scar and the beauty behind it I see the emotion the passion beside them With ever dimple and every crater, shaping the terrain of your face I see the strength you needed I know the fear you felt. I am proud to see you sitting there I really do not mean to stare You inspire me with all you see And everything you cannot bare It shows me that you did dare You dreamed you concurred You took your place And now I see it on your face.