The reason behind those scars!!!

There are some monsters,

Not under his bed, neither in his head,

But he sees them, in form of a person,

Those scars and bruises,

Were never something for you,

To call "self-harm", it was something,

More than that, something you never noticed,

He lays alone in his bed, every night,

Just for you to call him a recluse,

A coward, not-confident, a hysteric,

Not knowing, all his traumas,

From childhood, still haunts him,

And as he grew, he witnessed,

Witnessed how helpless he was,

No one knew the pain,

The pain behind his fake smile,

His dried eyes, yet they tell you everything,

Those scars from childhood,

Caused lifetime bleeding,

He's bleeding, but you don't see that,

Not scared of anything, but those monsters,

Or should I say abusers?

Hoping he would get out of it one day,

Wanting to end his life, worthlessly,

But wait, you still didn't notice or did you?

The reason behind those scars, bruises,

Were him, for existing,

Caused by the one who birthed him.