Rising by Falling

A scar was left behind.

It's not by this that I'm defined,

but through the pain you caused me,

I am now refined.

Perfected, I can go completely undetected,

socially inept, but consider myself blessed

because there's something I can see,

and it's the people I detest.

Isolated, exterior completely jaded,

My heart has faded,

because I know what I can be

and with a soul my skills are wasted.

This is how I tell you: there is no "we,"

There is only me.

~A.B.