3.16

Just once, just once

I want to get dressed up

in a dress with short sleeves

And not feel like everyone is staring at my ugly arms.

But because of choices I made when I was

14,15,16

I have these consequences at

18, 19 and forever.

I’d like to think

That when I get to heaven

I’ll wake up

To skin with no scars.

 

 

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