The surgeries she has had in her life
Have left many scars
Many people laugh at her
Many people make fun of her
All because she was born different
I for one see past the scars
I see the beautiful person she is
She is shy
Afraid I will laugh
Just as all the others have
I have shown her my scars
Told her my story
Still she is weary
I don't blame her
When all the kids laughed at me
It took time
Time to heal
Time open up again
Time to love
Yes I understand
For now we are just friends
She at least trusts me that much
I am cool with that
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Thursday, May 9, 2019
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Desert
Desert Heat Hot Muggy Sweat Rainbow in the sky Pretty In a wasteland of Rock Dirt Dust
-
They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin...
-
Peter Piper for the Wonderland news, with a story that has been in question for some time. Was Humpty Dumpty's Dallas murder? The answ...
-
Good night tippy hippie Sweet dreams and good vibes Jive with your dreams tonight Slumber away Lay in your bed The stars in the sky The m...
No comments:
Post a Comment