Her

Please don't judge me
For I am a work in progress never claiming perfection
Oh but how I strive and crave it

I'm built from so many things
Pain from the hands of another as a child
Insecurities that knocked me down
Had me afraid and angered by mirrors
Afraid to dream and know I'd be someone

Pushing plates away
No food for days
But yet my mind says
You have the power

Fast forwarding through time and I have this appetite
Not normal for one so young
Because these things were done
And now I touch myself in the middle of the night

This feeling controls me for a bit
Sneaking off to wherever I can hide just to release
This shame, but this feeling I can't shake its like I need it to breathe

Complex I am
Sometimes a bit sarcastic in manner
Holding such a huge heart
Openly would give you the shirt I own

Eager to trust
Too soon and I'd see that people are not genuine as me
Still I have the soul of a fighter

Optimistic and Bold I have grown to be
Still have my woes such as we all do
A mother, wife, friend, sister and lover all wrapped in one

No matter what it'll always be a pleasure to be in this skin
I am my creators work of an imperfect perfection
Every ride,and each lesson I'd learn again