by Toby

Here I stand
Once a bastard castoff

Yet, I stand 
Through constant difficulty 
Struggle, Strife, Pestilence

No formulas to this equation
Without a variable
Only variations, ratios, and percentages

Still I stand
Laughing at adversity
while laying on tear soaked pillows

Pealing off scars off of healed wounds
Visualizing new tough skin growing 
protecting what once was a shell

Peace, love, and closure bring me to sit
I no longer need to stand

Clarity by Toby

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