Posted in Poetry

Being FABULOUS


I was born a mess
Kind of a klutz
A little beyond simple…
Feeling Fabulous.

Lacked box to fill
As I go punching holes
Challenging my purpose
Defining a role.

Grasping for understanding
How peculiar am I
Searing the normal
Trials to try.

I am just me
Neither wrong or right
Just what is
Strength to the fight.

Loving the difference-
Without distorted pride
Learning as I go
So worth the ride!

You must love your reflection-
Being who you are…
No matter your goofy-
Shine bright as a star!