2/7/2022

Poem

shed each layer

it’s a curse

count your prayers

it gets worse


you’ll drown in fears

play make-belief

try changing gears

get no relief


dress up nicely

change your hair

it will get pricy

to start to care


they’ll always judge

they’ll call you slurs

might need a nudge

don’t hit reverse


your smile might falter

your steps get weak

i’ll watch you alter

the way you speak


but in the end

things might be fine

as you ascend

reflections shine


just be yourself

is what they’ll say

and just perhaps

there is a way

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Posted Jul 28, 2022, 7:35 PM UTC

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