I was...I can...I am! !
I was a great dancer,
dreaming to be on stage......
I was a great singer.....
a bird who seemed caged.
I was a beautiful model,
posing with etiquette and grace,
Yet I looked in the mirror,
beauty I cannot face.
I NOW can see,
beyond my flesh
of me.
Wanting to relearn
the beauty I had been.
Not depend on anyone,
but to start my solo,
find that girl I used to know.
I'm truly happy to meet me again.
Nothing about living will be pretend.
I'm ready,
I am shedding the cloak
that has hidden me.
That burden,
so heavy,
so unlike me.
Lifting my head,
seeing my mirror,
I'm happy....without fear.
without a tear,
and without a person
to hold me up.
I'm here.....
poem by JAR Poet
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