Wanting acceptance
I weave stories in
My mind where I
Win over, connect
And make myself
Both human and perfect
Before those whose acceptance I
Long for. Filled with
Stories, peace eludes me.
Thinking and connecting
In my mind;
Getting my body ready
To give the gift of
Baring my soul to
Strangers, so that other
People like me may
Walk through life at ease.
Perfect is boring... and really, non-existant. And to those of us who know you even a little bit, you are already beautifully human; courageous, honest and lovely in body and spirit. Oh, and quite talented too :) See you in a few hours!
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