Paint over the scars, pretend that they never existed, until late at night, when you’re all alone, and, they’d started, hurting again, then what, huh?
Paint over the scars, that, is what you do the best, you just, apply that extra thick coat of makeup over that ugliness that’s become a part of you, trying, to ignore its existence, pretending that you’re still, perfect like you had once been, but, you’re no longer, perfect anymore!
this would be the “before”, and, don’t worry, the after looks, WAY better, not my photograph…
Paint over the scars, that, is the only thing you knew how to do, as nobody ever gave a DAMN about you growing up, you grew up, feeling deprived of the care, concern, and love of your loved ones, and now, you’d learned, to just keep on, painting over the scars…
Paint over the scars, why don’t you, disregard those flaws that caused you a ton of pains, sufferings, just keep on telling yourselves, that they don’t exist. Paint over the scars, that way, they’re no longer, visible to the naked eyes, but, when the night rolls in, you’ll feel those scars come back alive, like the day you’d “received” them, they hurt bad, don’t they???
making those bruises invisible, it may take some work! not my photo still…
Paint over the scars, you won’t be able to keep them hovered up any longer, they’re all, SCREAMING to be released, and, you only have just TWO hands, there’s NO way you’ll be able to, cover ALL the scars on your body, to keep them from showing…
Life, the Obstacle Course 