Really Me

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