Red and White

One scar here and one scar there But no one will notice Or start to care. I used to love shiny things Till it was a shiny thing I relied on To silence my head and numb my heart. It started as one simple line, then it turned to two, And before I knew it , there was a jumble of lines. Red and white but no blue Because it wasn't because of the patriotic holiday. Instead it was because I couldn't handle the sound of my own head. Having trust issues suck because you don't know who's real and who's fake But you have yourself and the blade that keeps you sane. I have a high pain tolerance and everyone knows, But never once have they thought it was because I was a danger to my own.