Strong on the outside
But coming apart at the seams
That’s me
Hiding in my skin
Broken from within
Tragically always together
But bruised underneath
That’s me
I stand just to stumble
I trip on my pride
Why do I always try to hide
But you see the real me
Unveil me completely
I am loosening my grasp
There is no need to mask my frailty
Patiently waiting to pick up
The pieces of me
That’s you
Healer of hearts
When the world leaves it broken in two
That’s always You
You stretch your arms to reach for me
Weaving the tattered fabric of my life
Into a perfect tapestry
Wonderful, Beautiful
That’s what you see
When you look at me
Cos you see the real me
© ej