Sight or Soul

Chipped front teeth

Blistered hands

Sore shoulders

Knock off brands

Small ears

Squinty eyes

Stunted growth

Wide thighs

Bulging knuckle

Rough skin

Deflated skin

Scarred shins

Yet they call her flawless

Not by reason of her sight

Rather this identity

She claims due to her fight

When they picked on her little brother

Who thought he was full grown

Her clenched teeth restrained fury

But they chipped and broke the bone

A blister can be caused

By irritation of the skin

Her hands are proof of lives

She tried to touch that wouldn’t let her in

After each and every day

Her little shoulders ache

Carrying the burdens of others

She never limits what she takes

And though she loves the classy looks

Of brands she can’t afford

She settles for the lesser option

As she heads off to the unexplored

Her eyes may appear squinty

From looking straight into the sun

As she walks home from the battlefield

Conquered her day and victory won

The height at which she stands

Is closer to the ground than to the sky

From staying with those below her

And listening to their cries

Her large legs result as

A habit throughout the years

Of when she felt afraid

Swiftly running from her fears

A scarred and bulging knuckle

Brings back vivid memories

Of the day she quickly swerved and crashed

And laid there helplessly

No amount of cream of lotion

Could soften the skin so tough

Meant to shield from the ruthless words

Even her armor was not enough

Her stomach fell inward

A little more everyday

As she basked in the rare moments

That would take her breath away

As common as the tears she cries

Are the scars upon her shins

They remind her not of when she fell

But when she got back up again

As they observe her appearance

They don’t understand her pride

With such a name of “FLAWLESS”

And think that it’s a lie

But according to those that know her

She couldn’t be more whole

Flawless, fierce, and warrior

Describe her completed soul