Scars

I have some scars left in open to survive
Like an abandoned ship in the sea.
I have a fear inside me
Which pisses me off every goddamn time I think about it.

No, I have not done any wrong,
The circumstances were just adverse,
And I was too lazy to think
That I was just a victim,
Not a culprit.

I am tired of acting smart and strong
And I am worn out of being hesitant.
So I will ask as many questions,
As many time,
As to whoever can answer me
I will push my body to just be
And let the world adjust to it.