In life, what are the sections that are most prominent to you?
The anguish or the happiness?
Sometimes I guess I slide towards the pessimistic side of things.
Whenever there's a happy occurrence, it turns into a bruise
Whenever there's a bitter memory, it turns into a scar
Bruises tend to hurt by the slightest touch, and you remember them ever so slightly. But as soon as the sun sets and rises several times, it fades as if it wasn't never there to begin with, like a rainbow.
Scars? You attempt at everything possible. Creams, medicated oils, some may be of aid, but no matter how much you give it your all, there's bound to be that eternal mark reminding you of your bygones