It’s my scar, yea… It’s so obvious and unfortunately I can’t hide it🤦🏼♂.
It’s my scar, I have lived and grown with it. Therefore, I am no longer ashamed of it. It reminds me of yesterday’s mistakes, struggle, hustle and tossle, the fight to survive without which I will be without a scar. Yet, I call it my scar because it has become todays map, a guide to reach tomorrow’s success… It is indeleble, and the reason I can’t and won’t give up even if the reasons to give up lie bare before me.
I know you have your scar, we all do. Yours isn’t in your face, that is why you cover it up and pretend to be scarless.
My scar propels me and it is my success story. Every soldier’s👨🏿🎨👨🏿🎨👨🏿🎨 joy amidst his scar, is Victory💪. The Victory is hear, the glory days are nearer than ever, the scars will always ignite the smile.
My scar is my glory story…🖊️