She may be young

But her story is one to be heard

You can listen all you want

But you won’t know it well

Until you have seen her feet

They do more than keep her

Standing when all she wants to do is fall

From the day she started toddling

They became her pride and joy

Her feet lift her up

And bring her down

They make her who she is

She keeps them tucked away

So no one will steal her pride

So no one will see the scars

Left from the pain she works to hide

If you look carefully you can see

The pain, the scares…

You might just meet the girl

Not the one who lets her mouth

Hide the truth through words

                                                                         And the smile that graces her beautiful face

You could meet the girl with the feet

The ugly broken scarred feet

That say and do the most beautiful things