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My dignity...

My dignity...

What is not held in my hands anymore, please don't take my dignity
I've loved a breathing life ever more and my sight for life has surpassed infinity 
Ideally my viciousness I choose not to ponder 
But my life and my being is and should be filled with wonder

My promise as a child and now my fight as a vulnerable adult becomes my last
As I seek my worth my veins become my coldest friend 
When I wrestle with my energy and my eyes show true signs of my past 
As I get told to turn over forgetting my child I once held 

My dignity is who I am
My life is what I've lived 
My dignity is what I breathe
My smile is where I shine 

My baggy skin that trails my movement is my youth that screams to slow down 
My shallow thoughts to the living of today, please forgive me as many are bound 
The depression that swallows my days escorts my future in a darkened haze 
As I sit here in my lonely room and words are as thin as the brushed paint 

Let my emergency buzzer drown the minutes of my need 
When you stare, my life is more than I appear 
With my weakened voice I tell you I used to be a person that was once free 
So I ask you please keep my dignity
Please keep my dignity 
Please keep my dignity...

My dignity is who I am
My life is what I've lived 
My dignity is what I breathe
My smile is where I shine
If only a moment in time catch me when I smile...Xx

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