My Body

My body doesn't work like others do
Some days I can't even find the strength to move
My body doesn't heal like others do
Even a small light tug on my heart
Leaves a big, black, beautiful bruise

Empathetic liars preach to silent choirs
Brand me a survivor then use me to inspire
Complex of a saviour excuse their past behaviours
There is nothing braver than speaking up for failures in
God's eye
In God's eye

My mom defines my illness to a class of grade sixes
While teachers hug her tighter for her poor young daughter's sickness
While I am in the office with a nurse oh and a prophet
Telling me to pray the pain away

My body doesn't have faith like others do
Nothing feels quite like home more than a hospital room

Kids and brutal honesty following the policy
But I lie so I don't seem uncool
Eating lunch in bathroom stalls so they don't see me weak or flawed
Cannot miss another day of school

My body doesn't work like others do
My body doesn't heal like others do
My body doesn't have faith like others do
My body cannot live
My body cannot live



Credits
Writer(s): Erin Tennant
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