I have been laughed at
for the size of my fingers
that they were lady like
and lacked the strength of
the boy I call myself
And at times it feels
that they are gripping a
cold rock wall trying to hold
onto the dreams and holding
onto you
Despite all the smiles
Despite all the laughter
I question whether they can
hold it all together.
Posted by SvenJosefson at 11:21 AM
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