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Butterfly

So I felt inspired last night and today and I wrote this little poem.


It's about all the people. Who have told me that I can't do things  and I won't accomplish much

because  of my illness, 


it's about the teachers who use to ridicule me In class, and say that I was stupid ( because of Brain fog).  And Or that called me a slacker ( because of I had physical limits) 


It's about everyone who has made me feel small and unimportant, because I'm

Sick.


And my experience with that 


This poem is  real, and it's raw. 

But so is life 

Sharing  my poetry is always kind of terrifying. . Honestly sharing anything I write is kind of terrifying because it comes from a raw and emotional place 


But I hope my story can help others.

I hope you enjoy this poem. Remember the only person who can stop you. Is you. And always smile on 



Butterfly 


I was born with broken wings

But my mom raised me to believe that I could fly 

But then you came into my life 

And told me I shouldn't even try


You would ridicule me infront of everyone.. and with a twisted grin, think it was funny 

You would take my beautiful broken wings

And turn them into something ugly


Because of you I was afraid to bloom 

So I shoved myself back inside my cocoon.


It didn't hide all of me 

But it was enough to mask my insecurities 


Because of you I didn't think I could shine

Your words sang harmonious duets with the demons in my mind.


So I hid my wings so that the world couldn't see

I became ashamed of that part of me 


For years your words were like weights in my mind 

For years my words to myself were all to often unkind 


But now once again I can finally start to see 

That my broken wings are a thing of beauty 


You had no right to make me feel small.

You had no right to say anything about me at all.


My "broken wings" may not be something that you usually see 

But they are beautiful because they are a part of me 


Your voice still rings in my ears.

And tells me not to try..

But I'm going to show you just how high these broken wings can fly. 


By: Smile Magee 

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