It took a lot to heal
A lot to feel
A hand to hold
A disguise to mold
Big smile to fool
The teachers at school
Hands on my chest
Shirt is hanging from my breasts
Reputation still intact
“Biggest slut “
Better hit that
Mom is asking
Friend Is waiting
“ everything is fine “
Innocence is fading
Ease the pain slowly
a shot of novacane before me
“ stay for a while “
Learn to live in denial
Vision impaired
Glossy eyes & messy hair
Hands on my thigh
Lift my head to the light
This is me
The one I’ll be
Misjudged and alone
No future I’ll meet
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Author:
Curls (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Never too late to believe in yourself
- Category: Reflection
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