• kaylynnicole 10w

    Would you still love me?
    Knowing even only half of my past?
    Or would you just judge me?
    Thinking I would never last

    I'm here, still me, still standing tall
    Theres one who knows everything
    And helps me rise above it all

    Higher and higher my pedestal grows
    I've built it with broken fingers
    Though never built for me
    I've had help mending the bones that were injured