Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco

I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time

Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never

By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road

My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done

Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump

My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots

If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile

My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray

I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically

I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread

No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo

You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this