Show me your scars, show me your all, show me the you in all your true colours.
Show me the you, all parts battered and bruised, show me the you, all parts tired and used.
She me the vulnerable, the real, the parts you thought were irrecoverable.
Show me your entirety, your depths and your wisdom, show me your moods and emotions, the ups and the downs the sadness and the ambiguity.
Show me your scars the reasons how you got here, show me your scars the what, where, why of you, tell me it all so your don't disappear.
Show me your whole, tell me your story, from the beginning to the present, all details heavy and unpleasant.
Take off your mask, let down your guard, show me the real you, I promise not to gasp.
Strip yourself naked, don't be afraid, I'm here to listen, to accept and to come to your aid. I'm not here to judge or to question your motifs, I'm here to listen, to help overcome your worst fears.
Show me your scars they will create a connection, show me what you hide for fear of rejection.
Show me you, show me your scars, show me your true self hidden by perfection, show me your soul, show me your all, show me the person who is under all this control.
Show me your scars, it's time to heal, time to shine some light, time to kneel, to let go, to give in, to soften, and to shed your thick skin.
Time to go home, time to go back and reclaim your treasure, time to relive, to once again take pleasure.
Show me your scars, show me your all, show me the you, your soul, your heart, your whole.