before I fell

Before I fell,
things were different
no uncomfortable looks
no early dismissal days for painful appointments I dreaded every week for years
no “what happened there?” or “how’d you get that?” questions,
I don’t want to hide scars, I want to treasure them
without the accesssive coverup
just keep being imperfect me will do just fine.





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thisweeki said...
Jan. 9, 2012 at 4:49 pm
I really love the last three lines of this poem! You seem to have such a strong voice, a strong personality. Your message is clear in a poetic way.
 
babysteps replied...
Mar. 6, 2012 at 2:39 pm
thank you!!!
 
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