I know I’ve been away for a while, life snuck up on me and I’ve been trying to catch up.
But, I wanted to share a poem with you, and I wanted to get your feedback.
So please let me know what you think, and I’ll try to start posting again (hopefully tomorrow)
Have an awesome day! xxoo
What Did You Expect?
They say that beauty is skin deep
Spotless, unblemished, clean
Yet, if you dig deep enough
You will soon learn that I am none of those things, and never have been
My skin is like the cracks in the wall of your room
You know it’s there, but you don’t want to acknowledge it
For fear of what could be the behind the lines
Hazy memories of white walls and obnoxious machines, telling you that I’m still alive
Am I what you expected me to be?
Across my back and front, faded now
Jagged, abstract lines
Stitched up with problems and diagnoses
I am what you wouldn’t expect me to be, a stitched up shell of what I once was
Some would say new and improved, but I don’t know if I see it that way
Not yet anyway, but considering it’s my own skin, I’m not surprised
They say that beauty is only skin deep
And for what it’s worth, I can’t honestly say I’d agree
Because what I’ve discovered is that the things that are under the skin
Are much more interesting, but I would agree with one thing about the skin
It can be beautiful, but sometimes at the price of a procedure
They also say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But if it was up to me, I might want to change my concept of beauty
To include my own