here...

[skruthis]

...i am a mere
fraction
of my potential sphere
...here,
sitting as far away from
myself as i can
here,
sitting as close to
my mind as i can get
we're pressed
blessed
i guess...
To take these
chances
not intended by fate...
if she had had her way
i would have knotted my string years ago
But she dropped it in my neighborhood
back when i was nine
and i tucked it in the back of my pocket
for later use

...and we tend to confuse
what it is to be unworthy
we attribute that to a few
rather than our own...
cause i was worthy
hell i was wordly
and purely
set
in their eyes
but i was
surely
scared to even look
had a taste of bile and agony
sitting behind every bite
and night i stumbled home
my shadow followed
by the ones
telling me i was alright.

But i'm here
not playing admiration's
fix
any more.
i was its trick hooking
it on the corner
of puberty and scourn...

but fate came and recollected
my string.
i pulled it from the spot between my cleavage
and she seemed
eager to see it.
as i was to see it go.