Hair Does Not Define You
I am merciful and forward-looking
I wonder if my story of suffering from Alopecia Areata can lift others up
I hear my calling to show compassion to those in deep waters
I see people who are in need of love and empathy
I want to weep with those who are weeping
I am merciful and forward-looking
I pretend that no one is watching my little acts of love
I feel relieved from accepting the fact that I have no hair
I touch the people in midst of suffering, hoping to offer them a cure
I want to share my story of a life without hair to encourage others
I cry from the pain I see in peoples' lives
I am merciful and forward-looking
I understand that healing takes time and acceptance
I say that anyone can rise from the pit of pain and depression
I dream of a day when everyone is healed from their sufferings
I try my best, and when I don't succeed I keep trying
I hope to experience more miracles with others
I am merciful and forward-looking.
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