Personality poem (10)

I saw a post somewhere that said to write about your personality and body if each part was made up of different emotions. Something like that. This is the result. I’ll add it to the 100 count.

I hold myself up on fragile knees that quake and break at dawns first gaze

I feel meat inconsistent and permanent it makes me weep

Toenails like bricks shatter at steel boot tips fingernails beautiful but flakey

I only smile with my lips because I grit my teeth so I don’t have to say that I Hate You

I don’t know how my tattoos got here. I always hide reality

My eyes my eyes
See only in the past and one day ahead

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