Unbeautiful

EmeryYou want to know my secrets? What lies beneath the pretty? The scars I can't let anyone see? The scars tied to my secrets? On the outside I appear normal. Some might even say perfect. They say that I'm a pretty girl. They say I should be happy. They say that I have nothing to be angry about. That I'm popular. A cheerleader. That I'm perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. But all they see is what's on the outside. On the inside I'm raw, open, bleeding. Scars that can't seem to heal the wou...