My scar***

I have a secret that no one can know,
It follows me around wherever I go
Pulling me down, causing a frown.
My clothes dont fit anymore
And my mind is increasingly sore!
Watch the world pass me by
More and more I cry
I trace the wrinkles on my hand
until I reach a scar, understand
A healed wound on the surface,
But what do scars look like on inside space?
Not all wounds leave a scar u can see
My wound on inside is killing me...