Exposed
I'm strong, can you see? I get that word a lot. And it's true. I'm the example of coping baby, I do it fabulous. Compounded crisis, I'm your girl, watch me bitch slap it into next Tuesday. The raw stuff - the blood and desperation and exposed flesh of life... I'll hold your hand. Throw me some more, I'll fucking juggle, and still stay grounded, together. See how I hold the ones around me up, pillar, fucking rock hard support. Fuck I'm good.
Too good.
Too good.
Labels: Pieces of Me
4 Comments:
me too...
you can lean over here, if you'd like
mmmmmm because you are perceived as so strong, no one ever thinks to see if you need a little support now and then?
I have a shoulder and an ear, if ya ever happen to need one. Im a great listener.
hugsss goddess..
I could have written this. No surprise we're friends huh?
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