So many times
I’ve picked up
All the pieces
Created something new
Beautiful
So many pretty
Dreams and fantasies
To the best
Of my disadvantages.
Privilege –
What a joke.
Funny,
No?
Now
People trying to quantify
Why
I don’t have to
Lie
Because
My horror stories
Are true.
What is the measure
Of beauty
Or love –
The very concepts
Good choices
Or actions –
Moral character
Based on
Life experience?
What kind of fairy tale
Can a girl
Like me
Expect
After all?
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Amazing, this was what first popped out at me this morning while I went to write.
Thank you ?