Love Me For Who I Am
Let Me Be Free To Be Who I Really Am
The sky is velvet midnight,
And the stars twinkle,
It's a pretty sight.
We're lying on the ground,
Staring at each other without
making a sound.
Suddenly you say to me,
"Please change your hair,"
You tell me you don't like it,
But why should I care?
I stand,
And you look me up and down,
"Are you really that tall?"
You ask me, with that sarcastic frown,
"Should I really care at all? Can't
You love me small?"
I ask though you make
no sound.
You go on to tell me,
That my heels are a disgrace,
But I get up and walk away,
With a smile on my face.
One thing you should've learned today,
Is love me as I am,
For love is not about changing me,
So let me be free to be,
Who I really am.
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Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
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I love this! Beautiful sentiment, perfectly written. ❤️ You set the whole scene so well; you're visual language brings the storytelling and your message to life! 💖