these scars i carry
are my memories
they are teh reminders
of the past
of a hate for myself
that didn't last.
i have realized
that i too
and beautiful
in my own little ways
and it's good enough for you.

it's good enough for me
it's shame however
all the bad things that
happened
in the time it took me
to realize, wake up
and to see
all the beauty i had hidden
laying dorment
inside myself
but now embracing
instead of hiding
all the oddity
accepting it as normality
i am finially happy
and this is a good place
to be.

the art that flows
from my mind
the poetry and odd drawings
people used to hate
are somethign now
i find with pride
are teh beauty
of what's inside
the music that
my heart does sing
then wonerful jokes
my wit can bring.
it's funny how
when you let go
you can really enjoy
letting the real you
show.

i feel like a star
when everyone looks
as i walk past
when my friends laugh
at my obnoxious remarks
when people go
into the art room
to take out my work
and to look at what i made
when people smile and when they wave
when i'm greeted with hugs and kisses
all around,
i have found that safety
lies
in the love of my friends
that i made
when i let the curtain drop
when i stopped being perfect
and embraced the lumps
in my circle.
i feel teh comfort
and i feel sound,
i love myself
and i love that fact.

xoxo
Kyelle