I'm messed up but <br />I'm o.k. and that's <br />o.k. <br /> <br />it's o.k. to feel, to fear <br />to want, to cry <br />to be <br /> <br />I'm o.k. <br />I've got my friends, my poetry, my music <br />my wonderful dysfunctional family, God <br />the sky above, my bed, and the cooling rain <br />rainbows and love and laughter <br /> <br />I'm messed up, but today <br />I look in the mirror while sprawled on my bed and I <br />like what I see <br />my hair's pulled back with a few stray strands framing my face <br />I'm wearing one of my favorite shirts in my favorite color <br />my capris <br />clothes I look good in and feel good in <br />my cow anklet still makes me smile <br />and when I close my eyes <br />I am content with what I see there too <br />I know I am 'loveable and capable' <br />and that I can <br />'move mountains' <br />I matter, I have worth, I can do anything <br /> <br />and I feel o.k. <br />like there's hope <br />like I can love myself <br />a light at the end <br />a reason to go on <br /> <br />and I know every day won't feel this good, won't be <br />like this, and quite possibly <br />by evening I'll have cried again <br /> <br />but right now, with this pen in my hand <br />blank page before me <br />barefoot and free <br /> <br />I'm messed up but <br />I'm o.k. and that's <br />o.k.<br /><br />gina prettybrowneyes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-k/
