Hidden Beauty

This is a curse not a gift

this is a skin condition

It's the type where

tumors mess up your skin

Not one of my ambitions

So now here's your time to listen

When people look at me

and ask me what is on your arm

I change the subject

They should find some respect

Not trying to disrespect

But don't you think they need

To find a better a way of asking

Instead of attacking

The doctors call this a disability

But maybe there just full of gullibility

This also comes with a learning problem

Maybe it's my time to blossom

My family says not to be discouraged

But should how do I be encouraged

Well I try not to keep my poker face on

So others think I'm brave

But at least I know I'm saved

I ask myself why I'm still insecure

Maybe I just need listener

I know I can achieve

As long as I believe

That I can be the person

God is trying to help me be