The scars, the memories and that awkward smile

What to think
What to say
Never knowing
If you are
Right or wrong
Never happy
Always broken
The blood will dry
The pain will heal
The scars will linger
Whilst the memories remain
Black nights
Cold days
So alone
In a sea of people
Never mending
The thoughts never resting
The frown always turned
To an awkward smile
But someday soon
I’ll wait for my hero to save me
So then maybe, that I as well
Can look back on those days
And be able to smile the smile
That carries no awkwardness
But in its place
Leaves something much more
Rewarding