What Would You Do?

You see my smooth wrists

And assume I'm just fine

But you can't see my thighs

That are covered in lies

Put there for a reason

Hidden and covered by cloth

So that no one can see it

Scared to be hated or judged

It's my dirty little secret 

But it makes me feel okay

If you saw would you ask if i'm good

If I told you my secret I bet you wouldn't keep it

Would you make sure I'm fine

Or would you blame it on the cat

Would you judge me without a reason 

Or would you leave me like they did 

They left cause they thought they were better

They left me broken and confused

They are the reason I sting

But I know if they saw they would laugh 

They would take pride in breaking me 

So if you saw these scars

Would you turn you head and ignore, 

Or would you help me find a cure?

-A.G.