You follow my every move
Placing me on a pedestal
You think I'm unreachable
Pacing back and forth
Don't think of my place as a pedestal
Don't define me as a single post
I'm still a person
Don't worship the ground I walk on
Don't mimic my every move
I'm still taking steps
Don't lock me in the image of my past
Don't bring up the mistakes I've made
I'm still progressing
Don't trample others for my attention
Don't shun those who disapprove of me
I'm still optimistic
Don't chain me to the ground
Don't clip my wings
I'm still climbing
I'm more than posts and selfies
I HAVE A HEART
VOUS LISEZ
Words I've Kept
PoésieThis is my coping mechanism. I love poetry and feel like it's the only anchor for me some days. I thank those who have me strength to share. I write about Trauma and dark moments of my life so if those aren't for you neither is this.
