Scars by Mike Williams 07/27/2016 @ 8:09 A.M

The scars of my imperfection I would not trade away, 
They're reminders that I'm alive and survived yesterday. 

From all of the things I have been through in the past, 
They've made me change to become who I am at last. 

I look upon them fondly as my life's little guiding stars, 
All the world may ever see are the end result of scars.