my head, my brain in it pictures flood and the know hows.
theres a full head of hair, all different colors
to show you parts of my family.
my ears they hear lies and truths and cries,
laughs, yells, and whispers.
my eyes, ice blue, see the world for what it really is.
mature and in focus to the things that really matter.
they saw many things that i or you never wanted to see.
my mouth is where my voice exits my thoughts.
where my songs are heard. where the laughs
escape and the screams enter the ears of others.
where my crooked smile spreads across my face.
my lips, where my funny faces come from.
the lips that kissed his.
my freckles, ive been out in the sun too long.
one too many sunburns. memories from where ive been.
go a little lower and my and youll see my chest.
inside there youll find my ribs, my lungs, my heart.
my heart is where Jesus and my Mamaw live.
my tummy, theres a birthmark. its dark brown.
not very big, but not teeny tiny.
its like my copyright.
on my back, youll find a scar from where i fell down
the stairs as a kid. where it hurts after a long day.
ill hold out my arms to you.**
>on the right one youll see scars from my troubled past.
and an unhealed break.
the place where i bite my nails when i get nervous or bored.
my legs, the strongest part of me. they hold me up
when i want to collapse. they take the pain.
ill show you my left one.
theres a scar showing you how lucky i am to
keep running. under it is where i will never feel
anything again.
ill show you my right one. clean of all injuries, but
still gives me hell.
my feet, my running tool. get me from place to place.
hard soled to tell you that they are strong to anything.
my toes, where my least favorite color of paint covers them.
i have ten of those.
my skin, dark and tattered. camouflages all the scars,
takes away the bad memory. shows you that summer is my favorite.
my mind, clean of all problems. infused with the intoxication
of happiness.
Elizabeth... 9 letter word. infinite meanings, infinite imperfections.
bundled up with the perfection of life and polished
vision of being here.
its just the gist of being me...
you cant plagiarize me me...
you cant change me...
i only change for myself. and i did.
take a look at me... :-) ♥
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