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  • Graceful scars

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    It was a bit scarring and sore to not have many memories of love

    I remember asking about how to manage my tiny finances of my piggy bank in the big boy bank

    Brushed off

    Sad

    Poked at unheard and unvalued

    But God

    Was working through them to not teach me

    Because it is not important

    By seeking at all

    I was aware

    And will figure it out

  • Play date

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    Sitting waiting in the doctor office

    Went back to my mental train head quarter

    To ride down the thought of just wanting a play date

    Someone to play with

    No one wanted to play with me

    I played with others

    Played the game they wanted to play

    It was the closest I could get to playing what I wanted

    To have someone there

    And not be alone

    Interwoven with being yelled at for doing things wrong

    Interwoven with not knowing what I am doing

    Interwoven with annoyance of asking for help

    Interwoven with feeling stupid

    People flustered when I ask for help

    Because I do not know what I want

    Because I have not explored myself

    Because myself did not have value to explore

    Because my dad did not value me to stay

    Because I did not feel I had value to be paid attention to

    Because the only attention I got was met with annoyance and obligation

    Because any time I seeked help it was shot down

    Because the curiosity was killed me in

    I was a shelled vessel moving with the ebbs and flows of life

    Never knowing anything about the shell I had

    Until the mysteries of the waters

    Washed me on the shores of a hermit crab

    That fit inside me perfectly

    But I was crowded with things that did not belong in my vessel

    Things I held on to because it works for others

    And I hoped it would work for me

    My mom shaved her head in prayer for my sister’s pregnancy

    Because it worked for someone else

    Not because it was a calling on her heart

    Because she would do anything to help her daughter

    That hermit crab made a real comfy home in the shells she found

    She found so many and was able to collect them

    And make a wonderful home for herself in so many of them

    Making it cozy enough to only fit herself

    I kept getting larger vessels

    Hoping the the space would be filled eventually

    Hold the space for someone

    That wants to be there

    I do not even want to be there

  • Father figure

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    Thanks long for trying to teach me.

    Only a little annoyed ashamed

    But caring and played