GROWING UP I WAS ALWAYS TOLD
THAT I WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH,
WAS STUPID AND UGLY AND NEEDED TO TOUGHEN UP.
THEN THE BEATINGS WOULD COME,
ONE AFTER ANOTHER FOR NO REASON
LEAVING ME TO WONDER.
AND AS IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH
I WAS MADE TO FEEL AS IF I DIDN'T FIT IN,
TOO TALL, TOO DIFFERENT, TOO SENSITIVE.
THE NON-STOP TEASING,
THE NON-STOP BEATINGS,
WHEN WOULD IT EVER END?
THEN JESUS CAME DOWN FROM HEAVEN ABOVE,
SPREAD HIS ARMS OUT WIDE
AND SAID "THIS IS HOW MUCH YOU ARE LOVED."
THEN HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF ON A TREE
JUST FOR LITTLE OLD ME.
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