Wounds

Im wrapped in band aids
Im bruised and beaten
Both whipped and marked
But not defeated

And not concieted
its just been hard
to feel this way
and scrape the yard

I gotta nurture that which hurts
this age old pain thats taken root
I gotta find the self I know
Hes really good, almost a pro

Im saddened at a passing glance
but always down to shake and dance
Im glad you came and found me here
its easier when friends are near