I see the way that you are looking,
at these bruises that cover me.
at these bruises that cover me.
But there's so much more to the story,
that you just don't see.
They say that I have a bleeding disorder,
and that my Momma has it too.
They are always telling me,
the things I cannot do.
They tell me to be easy, be careful, always watch my step. . .
filling my life with NO'S and even some regret.
I don't always get to play with the others,
my Mom says they're being too rough.
But sitting out on the sidelines,
can sometimes really be tough.
Written by,
Kari Peepe
pspdaware@gmail.com
Written by,
Kari Peepe
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