They look, ready to judge
Ready to declare you a miss
They stare, ready to dismiss
Ready to declare you a miss
Did they ever ask
Have they ever asked…
About you, your story
your walk, your tears
your pain, your struggle
Do they know of the blisters on your hand,
The marks of survival written on your back,
Do they know of the sweat it took,
the Patience pill you had to swallow,
Do they know , know the price of your smile
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Brilliant piece!