My Progression
I want to cry
Just pour my eyes out
But I am Humble and Brave
And I know my will is strong enough
My heart might be splintered
but to big to ever break
And despite my imperfections
I am a beauty in the mist
But in the midst of everything
this one question can tear me down
And I shred straight into tears
So I lie to cover it up
I am not ashamed
I just couldn't say without the tears
I was too deep to understand
and most won’t ever understand
But now I can
So now when YOU ask
“What’s wrong with your walk, are you okay”
or
“Do you mind it I ask” *then points at my fingers*
I’d probably say with a smile
I am Sa’Marye and I have JRA and I effects my knees and joints
But in the end I will always have resilience
and I have the power to thrive
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