
An era full of virtual meetings,
of hiding my real self behind a screen
I saw it as a time of true relief
for there were colors I refused to see
Anxieties concealed with ease,
my insecurities were blurred onscreen
Lonely were my mirror and reflection
For all I could see was blemished skin
I’d glance away, because I couldn’t bear
To see the painful marks, at which they’d glare.
Now, these scars were only shown around the home
For me to pick and puncture on my own
Pink freckles strewn across my crimson cheeks
Made me grateful that I never had to leave.
But the world is going back to normal-
For a year, we’ve all been vulnerable
Time to go back to how things were before
Except now we’ve all revealed much more
We struggle everyday, often the same
We failed to see it before, but this can change.
Since everyone has things they wish were gone,
I knew I couldn’t be the only one
Parading shades of pink across my face
Determined, I was not a “big disgrace”.
I gained the strength to show herself again-
I now find comfort in what lies ahead.



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