Those scars those scars
Shine like the stars
Only if you could see through them
You would know the story behind
Deep deep within those bitter sweet memories
Lies a dark secret and a good fortune
Which is inevitable.
She was depicted as glamorous
With holes and stiches,
Yet none could see
How she was acting, so guile.
Down to earth, a description of her
But a rotter she thought of herself.
Only if the world could see
How broken she is.