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I have two … A Poem

I have two boobs.

Bigger than some

Smaller than most

And that’s okay

Because no matter what others look like,

And no matter what others say,

They are still cute

And pretty in every way.

I have two feet.

Pigeon toed

Oddly shaped

The joint on my big toe sticks out more than normal

But I just wear wide shoes with padding so they don’t hurt.

They require more work,

But that’s okay

Because they are my own.

I have two ankles.

Weak and unstable

The soles of my shoes are angled

Because my ankles cave inward.

I trip and loose my balance everyday

But that’s okay.

Because no matter how many times I fall,

I always get up.

I have two dots on my forearm.

No, they’re not freckles

No, they’re not birthmarks

I was not born with them

But they are here to stay.

They came from pain

And an obsession with fire

Because knifes were too scary.

We can’t be strong every day

Sometimes we slip up

And that’s okay.

Because we’re still fighting.

I have two eyes.

Hazel and tired.

Still learning to love what they see in the mirror

And that’s okay.

Humans are imperfect

And that’s okay.

Our minds to tell our eyes that what they’re seeing is ugly

And that’s not okay.

I am pretty

Even if I’m so skinny I can see my spine and ribs

I have made progress.

Progress can be slow

And that’s okay.

Just never stop fighting

Just never stop trying

Just never stop learning

Just take one step at a time

Because it’s okay to be slow.

Loving yourself is hard

But I know you can do it.

I have one heart

You have one, too.

And together we can make it through this

Because I believe in you

Everything will be okay.