I was once told I was broken
Like a glass that shatters
when it lands after flying
through the air
I was once told I was heavy
they said they could handle but the handle broke and there I was again
falling holding the handle
that they once had
I was once told I was weak
like an old sick cat
that can only crawl a few steps before
laying down to break
Little did I know how perfectly fit together each of my pieces were
how feather-like my life would be
how each muscle was engaged in my body so I can lift up anything
any being
my loves
listen not
to those whom drag your limbs around
you
the person who knows
you
best
fight back
take back
your being
keep your spirit.
xoxo
Sky