You see me

You have no idea the strength that lies within me.

 

You see my eyes

You know not the buckets my tears have filled.

 

You see my hair

You do not know the strands pulled out in fights.

 

You see my ears

You cannot fathom the insults it’s heard.

 

You see my lips

You know not the lies I’ve told to survive.

 

You see my cheeks

You know not the bone breaking slaps received.

 

You see my face

You know not the half of what I’ve been through.

 

You see my hands

You know not the tedious work I had to do.

 

You see my shoulders

You do not know the load carried on it.

 

You see my figure

You see not the hidden wounds under my clothes.

 

You see my arms

You know not the dead I’ve carried in them.

 

You see my belly

You see it flat, but not the agonizing pain.

 

You see my hips

You do not know the abuse it hides.

 

You see my legs

You know not the miles I’ve walked.

 

You see my feet

You know not the dirt it’s muddled through.

 

You hear my heartbeat

You do not feel the pain choking it.

 

You see me

You have no idea the strength that lies within me.

 

My eyes, my smile, my beauty you see

But you have no idea the strength that lies within me.