The real me

The real me

A Poem by ARpoetry

I'm broken, damaged
Chewed and spit out
The world has stained me
My heart has been shattered

Will I be accepted?
Am I too damaged?
I've worked so hard
To become better than I was yesterday

I have picked up the pieces,
To my heart
I embrace my life
I allow myself to feel
I let my energy flow
I don't want to hide anymore

I want you to see the real me
The one who has battle scars
The one who fought and conquered 
The girl who made mistakes
Who made a mess of her life
But cleaned up the mess
That woman who is breaking free
The real me

© 2018 ARpoetry


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Added on May 2, 2018
Last Updated on May 2, 2018
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