Are My Scars Beautiful?

I have been made to feel,
Like I should cover up.
Like I should cover every inch of
My body in bandages.
Aren't my scars beautiful?
They have so much meaning to me.
They all have their own story.
And I've been told endlessly to cover them up.
I am not ashamed of the scars.
It just means that at one point,
I was weak.
But now,
When I look at them,
I am reminded that I'm okay.
Even if I don't feel like it.
Even when it seems like I'm losing my sanity,
I know I was at an all time low at one point in my life,
I know I can be strong enough to not let that happen again.
I am proud of my scars,
Why should I be ashamed?
Yeah, I know the reason I have them is bad.
But at least I'm still breathing.