You know,
The other day,
I thought about,
Picking it back up.
Almost popped it out,
And held it to my skin,
Took a deep breath,
And let it slide.
Almost wanted that scar,
When I could help but remember...

"Your Beautiful"

Tossing the idea from my mind,
I thought of you,
And anyone else,
Whoever thought so.
Why am I blessed so?
Because I'm convinced just like you.