Do not stand in shame,
Do not fear anymore,
You are not broken,
You are not a mess,
You are priceless,
You are full of light,
Stand straight and tall,
Be brave.
Stand before the world,
Bare your naked soul,
In all her battle worn glory,
Let them see the wounds,
The ones that are but just scars,
Of battles long won,
But never forgotten.
The ones that aren't as fresh but still healing.
The ones that are deep and fresh and still bleeding...
You can show the world who you are,
For you know how far you've come.
Be proud and know that you are worthy,
Let the right ones come and soothe your weary soul.
Let the wrong ones walk away.
Smile knowing you took the lesson they taught you and stored it away.
But stand and bare your naked soul proudly.
For your scars are beautiful chaotic stories,
The worthy will want to read.