Poems from chibbert1

Identity (Flawless Scholarship Submission)
I look to my arm, there lie my flaws  flaunting their discreet disgrace.    Though despite the scars  and a past so raw, I know I am not...
Misconceived
Misunderstood, misconceived. Judgment by society. Look to me, what do you see? Silence unjustifiably.   "Inside the lines, you must color...