The laughs that linger.
The stares that are etched to your memory.
Do they know that their words cut you deep?
That the stares they thrown at you, the jokes they laughed about at your expense, have grown inside you? Became a part of you?
Do they know that their gnawing laughters are what that brought tears to your eyes?
Do they understand that their leering was what that created the burns turned scars?
And we carry them, everyday, being told to not take everything to heart.
But do they know the tears the very same heart has shed?
And all because we didn't fit into svelte sizes.
And all because we were different.
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Pieces of Me
RandomA collection of poems that I believe are the essence of me and my truth. It encapsulates my love, my thoughts and so essentially they are the pieces of me. I hope you find them soulful just as I do.
