Show me your scars,
Show me what you’ve been through.
Show me your pain,
Don’t you think I understand?

Show me your anger,
Because I have it, too.
Show me your despair,
Because I’ve also been there.

Show me your darkness,
I’m familiar with its power.
Show me your regrets,
You know, I also have them.

You may think I do not know,
What it feels for the soul to bleed;
But I do, my dear, yes I do.

I’ll show you we all have pain,
No matter how much we try to hide.
Don’t dismiss others’ pain,
Just because they are not the same.

I’ll show you my scars,
They are on my arms and my heart.
I’ll show you what I’ve survived.
I’ll show you my darkness and how I’ve learned to shine.

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