Sweatshirt

It's baggy and green

It covers everything

Nobody can see

Inside it is me

Nobody knows

What it doesn't show

Nobody tries

To see what it hides

Take it for what it is, don't go and assume

Because assuming makes and a*s out of both me and you

It's like a shield, or a suit, my own coat of arms

And when I'm hiding inside, I know I can't be harmed

Sleeves too long, hood too big

It makes me so small, almost magic

I've been covering up my stomach, my arms, my birthmark

Even though faults make you who you are

But today after I got home from my jog

I decided I'd come out and leave it on the doorknob

Author's Note

all of seventh and eighth grade I wore hoodies to school, found this one in my old math notebook :D no wonder I'm no good with numbers

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

It's funny the many ways we hide ourselves. Baggy clothes often make us feel safe. I think most women have done this at some time of their lives.

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you.

[Nia Hope]

Lol this is really cute keep up the good work

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you!

[Simon Welsh]

I never leave the house without a jacket. It's like being bare to the world otherwise. I understand the message here.

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you!

[Baby Ricochet]

I have a hoodie but know matter what I do I'm still a big a*s white boy

[Annabelle Lee]

haha yeahhhhhhh

[Rita L. Sev]

Simply put, this is well done. An explanation of that piece of "armor", and the moment when it was safe to leave home without it... Great piece.

[Annabelle Lee]

Thank you!

[KAOlmsted]

I love that author's note, made me laugh. I'm no good with numbers, either ;-) As for the piece, I liked it a lot. Too much good stuff to single one thing out in particular. Exceptional write.

[Annabelle Lee]

Thank you!

[KAOlmsted]

My pleasure...