The Facts #2

 Here I sit and ponder my thoughts 

The ones I’ve always kept held down

The quieter they are the easier I can dodge 

The ugly, filthy remembers… 

I look at what’s around me… 

My beautiful daughter that I created from a cell

To a man who chose to have a life with me… 

The father to my daughter… a fact. 

I am happy that’s a fact 

I am at peace with my life… 

Nothing to I have to fight against no more

Because here I am healed, made new… 

I am Mama

I am Baby

I am Cute

I am Beautiful 

I am Creative 

I am Pure 

I am Love

Here I stand and say I am ME and that’s a fact. 

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