3.16
Just once, just once
I want to get dressed up
in a dress with short sleeves
And not feel like everyone is staring at my ugly arms.
But because of choices I made when I was
14,15,16
I have these consequences at
18, 19 and forever.
I’d like to think
That when I get to heaven
I’ll wake up
To skin with no scars.
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