I have these holes in my legs. I have these scars on my arms. I have this hole in my heart. I can not be you, I have to be me.
I accept my imperfections. I do not need to be afraid of the different. I am unique and I have lived a life. I am wise beyond my years.
Do not think that I am broken. Please accept that I have sinned. Kiss my tears and hold my bruises. I think it is time I let you in.
Come inside. Who knows what you will find.