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I most definitely did NOT wake up like this.

I’m not perfect, I’m not flawless, I’m not always center stage

I feel like I need makeup when I wake up or I’ll be locked up in a cage,

What is THAT?

But amongst the things that make me weak or doubtful or even

the things I hate, the things that hurt, the terrible feelings that I just can’t put into words

My words.

Not so much when I speak, especially in front of crowds

and not really when I’m talking to a friend, it’s too loud.

But when I sing.

The birds stop chirping and I know that’s cliche

but when people hear my voice they can't help but to look my way!

I’ve won awards and I’ve made choirs and I’ve been in the top five

even in the top first, but those aren’t the reasons why

It’s wonderful.

I can move people’s hearts and even sway their minds

I can help them, heal the hurt when others just leave them behind.

I might change their day, I know, I might change somebody’s life

when I look into the audience and see my mother cry

Tears of joy or tears of pain, I’m not sure what she is feeling

but I know those tears from music, those tears are full of healing

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