Tattoo needle reverberating over my exposed brain, more life lessons ingrained
Your words and feigned concern don't validate my experiences, they crash onto my ears "your emotions make me uncomfortable, therefore you don't have permission to express anymore"
But, I'm not afraid to be vulnerable or speak of a little sadness or grief
I see the bigger picture, the stories and memories, that I treasure as they form apart of who I am today...
A survivor, a daughter, a friend, a sister.
I am who I am, whether I shed tears or wear a smile...or a fricken crown (drama queen)!
No one keeps this woman down,
my blood flows with resilience & stubbornness (thanks mum, thanks dad!!!)
Life felt like it'd kill me many times, but each time I'd get back up and fight again, and again ...and again,
well here I stand and my how I've grown & thrived, thanks mum & thanks dad
freeflowpoet
