I’m proud of my chest

I’m proud of my life

I’m proud of myself I’m proud of

My progress I’m proud of

So many things but

I’m not proud of my scars.

I think it’s weird.

My scars give me problems I feel like

Being proud of them scrubs that part out

I don’t want to advertise I want to be

Recognized it’s a huge difference

I’m not taking shirtless selfies not because

I don’t want to but because

I know that that’s all anyone looks at

And that’s not what I want

For myself

Or for anyone else

So again, I try

And often fail

To explain how I feel separate from

How I look even though

Being called “boss”

Is hands down the best things that’s ever happened to me.

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