Peel

So I’ll peel myself up

off of carpeted floor

shuffle cinder block feet

to my bedroom door

I’ll open it up

and stare at my world

I’ll remind myself

of that little girl

of ringlets and dresses

I turned in to this

A grown piece of work

trading buckle up shoes

for bare feet

trading who they wanted

for all of me

And I like this deal

even if the price was steep

and the cuts were deep

I’d do it all again

I still do it everyday

because when the flames dissipate

I like the person I see

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