Stephanie Says.. Take a walk inside my head

July 3, 2017

You are More. You are More. You are So Much More.

Filed under: ah life — srose @ 6:52 pm

You are more

You are more than your curly hair
You are more than your freckled nose

You are more than your brain
That sees numbers sideways
Or your voice that freezes up
When you are called on to speak

You are more than your muddy brown eyes
Or your big feet
Or your long toes

You are more than your test taking abilities
Or your grade point average
Or your final score

You are more than your jump shot
Or lack of one

You are more than the nights when your mind races
And you cannot sleep
You are more than the days
When that is all you do

You are more than the unwashed dishes
And the unmade beds
And the pile of laundry in the corner
That has been there
So long
That you have lost count
of how many days
It has been

You are more than the pooch in your stomach
The wrinkles around your mouth
The dimples in your thighs

You are more than your fear of the dark
Or tight spaces
Or monsters under your bed

You are more than the voices in your head
Calling you lazy
Calling you worthless
Telling you to give up
To not try anymore

You are more than the candy bar
That broke your diet
Or the rainy day
That curtailed your exercise

You are more than the neighbor
You didn’t invite over for coffee
Or the friend on the street
To whom you didn’t wave

You are more than your child
Screaming “I Hate You”
And slamming the door

You are more than the contest
that you ALMOST won
The award you were up for
But didn’t get

You are more than the house
That is too small
Too run down
And too crowded

You are more than the Thanksgiving Dinner
For one
And the echoing silence of your halls

You are more than the “If you Justs”
of your well meaning friends
and the people who tell you to just look it up
Because they want to get out of the conversation

You are more than your unemployment
Your food stamps
The people who ask you why you have a phone
But don’t have a job

You are more than the names you are called
Because of your weight
or religion
or the color of your skin

You are more than your accent
or your English as a second language
or the way people stare at you
When you struggle to read posted signs

You are more than the person you voted for
Or the person you didn’t
You are more than the opinions
Of those who voted the other way

You are more than your barronness
And the heartbreak you feel
When your best friend
Has baby number three

You are more than the nights
You have reached out for help
And there was no one there
To take your hand

You are more than the worst thing you said
The most awful thing you did
Even if
It hurt someone you love

You are more than the way
your partner has stopped looking at you
As if to really see

You are more than the nights
You go to bed alone

You are more than the secret stash
of chocolate
That you keep
for when life
Won’t stop closing in

You are more than the books you read
And the music you play
And the headphones you wear
Because you simply
Have to block out the world

You are more than the wheelchair
Even if
It’s all people see

You are more than the way
You begin to stutter
When you feel
All eyes on you
And the words
They just won’t come

You are more than the teddy bear
You take to bed
For comfort
Even though
You are now twenty three

You are more than the students
In the classroom
That you are supposed to control
Even though
Everything seems tilted
And spinning
And you are managing
Anything but

You are more than the rules
The unspoken ones
That have always guided your family
Even if
they don’t make
Any sense
Anymore

You are more than the questions
That you are dying to ask
But you stuff down
Because you don’t think
Anyone
Would really understand

You aren’t your grades
Or your hair
Or your freckles
Or your fingernails
Or your job

You are not the things
That are said
In your hearing

You are not the things
That are said
Out of it

You are not your secret tears

You are not your lonely nights

You are Your own story
With words in your soul
And chapters in your eyes
And a journey
That only you can take

You are not what they say you are
You are not who you think you are

You are you
You are beautiful

You are loved

Oh darling one

You are so much

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