Absent From The Body
I am physically not here
The sound of my own heart I can’t hear
From every tear that cascades
Every fear once made
I am absent from the body
They say beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
but what if my vision becomes blocked by walls and boulders?
My insecurities become a barricade
Hindering me
Preventing me from becoming the full Bri
So you ask me what am I, who am I without my smile as a filter
I ask myself the same question as my reflection stares back at me
I am absent from the body
and I could see outside of me.
I cannot accept myself for the mistakes I’ve made
and
Sometimes I feel like giving up
It seems like my best just ain’t good enough
I am a dark skin complected
no make up wearing
Thick thigh misses
I am, more than my appearance
I am extroverted
I am, a reliable and dedicated individual who respects traditions and prizes responsibility
I am, known for my social skills, strong will and administrative abilities.
But, of course you can’t see that through a picture
so here i am to paint a picture, no filter
I am flawed
tummy bruised with burn marks and chicken pox
heart bruised with scrapes from others mistakes
I feel trapped
within my own self conscience
but nobody’ll believe I feel so self-conscious
Who ever said I was Flawless ?
All of the Flaws that me feel less
Will soon become the flaws that make me hurt less.
and I’I'll always remember
even stars can’t shine without darkness
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