Talk About Me


I’d love to hear my name float out of your teeth
Instead, it pours heavy like blood between my crooked front gaps
Spilling and staining my chin

Your judgmental words advising what I could improve on
Circle around my insecure and shapely body
The extra swirls that create my silhouette
The lightning bolt stripes that line my arms, legs, and stomach
They remind me of those words
If you could squeeze me smaller and pinch my impurities to dust
You'd see me lovely and speak my name daintily

But now possibly the sound of my own name is melodic
My lightning bolts jolt strength and intense passion into my limbs
My swirls are painted beauty on a natural canvas
I now take your judgment like it is nothing at all
I think that I was created perfectly by nature

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