Self Portrait.

Eyes to see more than they should,
A mouth to be misunderstood,
Ears to hear both truth and lies,
A mind to always wonder why,
Two hands to hold and write and sew,
Two legs to take me where I go,
Lungs to breathe and gasp and thrive,
A heart to know that I’m alive.

3 thoughts on “Self Portrait.

  1. What is the poem that ends her scars are yet to fade she knows until they do she’ll keep them as a reminder of the times she made it through and you are amazing and such an inspiration to me

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