I am not a butterfly,
I will not lose my hearing aids after middle school,
College will roll around and I will still have glasses,
I will not grow up and get married to a man,
I will Never condemn someone I am supposed to love more than myself to a hell masquerading as life,
Because that's what you're asking me to do by bringing a child into this world, condemn them to a life of doctors appointments and fear,
Oh, I'm sorry did you think I saw my hearing aids as anything else?
No, they represent fear, and my hope for another life, a life that will never happen,
See I had to handle this when I could comprehend it,
My baby?
My bundle of joy?
Should never have to handle it in the first place.
So no, to answer your question, my flaws are something I say are beautiful, but they are still something I had to teach myself to think of as beauty.
I will ever give to anyone else them.
And just to get it cleared up, I will go deaf I will have bad eyesight, I will get married to a woman, I will adopt a child, but I will handle it.
You will leave me alone with it.
Because my body's my body, and I will handle it.
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Shit Happens
PoetryThis is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expe...
