Published in Stories of Changing Lives II
This is what I want
to be: a carbon copy
print of me
A billboard plastered
high above: my picture on it,
look of love
This is what I want
to write: my signature
bold and wide
A book about my tawdry life:
the tears I’ve wept,
the rope, the knife
This is what I want
to show you: how I’ve grown,
how I know that you
Can find the love
within, Your beauty’s
in your suffering
So don’t deny it,
don’t belie it, don’t escape
on drugs or diets
Look your mirror
in the eye, cry your tears
then wipe them dry
Only then you’ll find your wings
Fly my child towards the sun
You can’t go back, you won’t go wrong